Richard was all tan and jeans, and seemed to burn with how very alive he was. Maybe I should have. I actually kind of like it. Four had been more chairs than I needed when I moved into this house.
I looked at Jason and settled more solidly against Nathaniel's body. His power hit mine, and it was like flame laid into some huge waiting bonfire. We're running out of time. Blood lust wasn't anywhere, and I had to say, stop.
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