And then he kisses me. Yes, the beautiful vampire, the dark general, the one who never gets close to anyone, leans in and presses his lips against mine. This kiss is soft. Gentle. Light. Like a butterfly’s wing whisking my lips.

~ Mari Mancusi

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Can we cut the Zen crap for a moment? I ask. I'm trying to beat this bag to a pulp.

~ Mari Mancusi

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Where have you been? I asked weakly. A few minutes ago I would have rather died than questioned him. Let him know I care. But I'm too sick to be strong, kick ass Rayne at the moment.Vegas he says.I raise an eyebrows. Uh, okay. Win anything? I can't believe he was off gambling as I lay dying. I mean, I know poker is hot and all, but couldn't he have waited a couple of days for that straight flush?I got what I went for, if that's what you mean.What, a lap dance?He chuckes. Even sick, you're still funny, Rayne.

~ Mari Mancusi

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