Mendez had glanced away from the vamp to me, then farther back to his sergeant. He couldn't sustain it. You know I have to be the better man in any relationship, Jason. So much for extra clothes.
Jean-Claude had had to ease me through it the first few times. Every time he smacked someone with his big open hand, the power spiked and tightened along my skin. You'd still be fighting what you want, and what you think you're supposed to want. It never seems to end.
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