Jean-Claude's voice blew through me like a caressing wind. He picked up his lighter again turning it over and over in his hands, until the gold of it swirled in the dim light, shining. Vampires hit my radar hard, so they don't pass unnoticed for me. I looked at him as he sat on the floorboard.
Truthfully, he's not high on mine. Connecting the future to the mundane is the Knight of Wands, another man in your life. You know it's rare for a woman to be able to do that. Anita, you wake up, you need to feed, and whoever you didn't feed on the day before you touch, but the other man doesn't always crawl out of bed.
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