My gifts lay elsewhere. I felt what Jean-Claude could do when I let him feed the ardeur in a way that was closer to a full feeding with other women. Interesting. Vamps aren't big on new ideas.
I didn't mind in the least. No part of me saw Nathaniel as a child. Primo still had the man he'd picked as his scapegoat, but he was holding him sort of nonchalantly down at his side like a forgotten bag of laundry. No, it didn't.
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