I let him pin me facedown on the carpet. Nathaniel's hand on mine, holding me close to him, as his breathing evened back into deep sleep. The look managed to be both coy and knowledgeable. You have seen master vampires survive worse.
He was nude. I thought it was better it was me. I realized that I'd been shielding almost as hard as I could since Jean-Claude, Richard, and I had bound ourselves together in that bed. Lucky, Louie said, and that one word sounded like it meant anything but, lucky.
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