Maybe, but all I know is that I'm reduced to feeding off the church. He didn't want to squeak the mundanes, so he'd worn the glasses today. Once I could only sense vamps that I had a connection to, to this degree, and once it was just a small quiver of recognition. Damian was looking down at me, and the look was not one that I'd ever seen on a man's face just after finishing sex.
Ah, he whispered, no clothes. Jason was curled up tight on the far edge of the bed, his blond hair showing just above the covers. Apartment appears empty. His fingers held heat and weight that they'd never had before.
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