He looked not at Richard's bare back, but at me, at my face. There was blood on his lips, his blood. Nathaniel nodded, making the long fall of auburn hair bounce like it was on a string. So what? he asked, and he sounded irritated and tired.
You're Bruce, right? His eyes widened just a little. Jason grinned more for me than Nathaniel, because he could see the expression on my face caused by Nathaniel's casual attitude toward making it a threesome later. Nathaniel relaxed into the curve of my body, pressing as much of him against as much of me as he could. That you get to be suave and good with the ladies just because you got a pair of fangs.
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