De-fucking-capitated him, you shot him so many times. That got me another eye widening. And I was, for more than one reason. I shrugged.
So he looked pale, but healthy. Worry, because what would happen when he let go, would I revert back to that cold mind? Enjoy, because part of me that wasn't just cat liked that firm grip, that pull of teeth in flesh. His chest was so close to my face that it was harder not to have my lips touch him, than to touch him. Gregory and Nathaniel are upstairs working on an outfit for work.
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