Is this permanent? I mean do Richard and Damian need to feed now, too? Non, ma petite. I'd have slept better without the thong, but the T-shirt wasn't enough clothes. I wasn't close enough to feel it, but I was betting that all that power was now focused on Claudia. They could have been simply following the police's lead, but I took it for a good sign.
The vampire kept his hand on my elbow, and I let him. Let him taste your blood and say the words over him. In that soft, white light Jean-Claude stood. He smiled and touched my face where Barbara Brown had scratched me.
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