Fight, rail against it. The gunshot, like all the others, was loud, but not nearly as loud as it could have been. I could have reported what I'd seen, but one of them would have had to interpret it for everybody else. I know that.
Startling crimson splashes against the white of his body. Most of the old vamps liked short women with curves. A gobbet of flesh fell out of Damian's mouth as he tried to turn and sink fangs into me. After everything we'd done to each other, all the fights, the hurts, and he still trusted me.
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