He'd been in his late teens when his master had brought him over. I tasted his pulse against my lips, but it wasn't an echo from his hand. I turned, so that I was facing them. What would Nathaniel do when I didn't need him anymore?I drew back from the kiss and watched Nathaniel's face shine at me the way Jessica Arnet's face had shone at him.
Raven-hair was blushing, and the brunette was still scowling at me. I frowned at him. Until I stood up, I couldn't see the doors over the hood of my Jeep, but I was betting the crowd had been there all along. So I wasn't just fooling myself? he asked, and he was still giving me those raw, demanding eyes.
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