You make it sound simple. I found that still being seat-belted, I couldn't move well. en he asked me to marry him? I didn't say marry him, I just said dump the vampire and keep the werewolf. With my partial immunity, I probably wasn't getting all of it.
He was wearing a coat I'd seen before. He sat so that the line of his body touched mine as much as possible. His blue jeans and the solid line of his black belt looked fine against the red sheets. He might be a prejudiced, woman-hating, good ol' boy, but he was a cop, too.
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