The pressure built and built and had nowhere to go. Just once I'd like to see the men have to hold flowers and the women fork over the jewelry. He came off the wall snarling, fangs bared, his face thinning down, his humanity folding away, until what pinned me to the floor wasn't Damian. When Gregory drew his lips back from his teeth in what was supposed to be a smile, I gasped.
Not the fun ones. Truth was, I'd forgotten he was there. He shook his head. I've left a message.
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