I wasn't thinking about ripping his throat out anymore. Not everyone feels the same way about things. So his eyes went from serious to a little worried. If his back hadn't hit the desk we'd have rolled him.
Of course, I'd never raised anyone this long dead without an animal sacrifice. What did you say? You heard me, Anita. He did it. I let my body ease into the warmth of his skin, and the scent of leather, and just him.
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