Gregory, one of my leopards, stepped out of that blaze of light. I felt how strong he is. I wondered how hard I'd hit him in the ribs. Do you remember what Jean-Claude's kiss felt like out there? He grabbed my hurt wrist and ground his fingers into it.
I thought all vamps could cloud men's minds. Not at the same time in the same date, he said. We will be ready, he'd said. They peeled off wordlessly, the back of our little conga line lighter.
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