We had to ease close to the waiting group of vampires. I was getting distracted. I need one friend who just tells me that marriage isn't for me and that it's okay to dump him when he starts giving ultimatums. I wanted to pull his shirt out of his pants and rub his skin along mine.
What came through his skin was contentment. His hands kept sliding downward, but he'd skipped the parts I most wanted him to touch. I won't ask you to. He said you could call him back.
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