I had to be seduced not by the color of someone's eyes, or the flawlessness of their face, but by a smile that had become dear to me, a conversation so familiar that it had become like music to me. Requiem said, More, yes, it would be more. Yeah, but it's never felt like this before. Like your new boyfriend, he said, his voice was mild, but his eyes weren't.
I could shoot him, but not talk him down. I felt trapped. The pants were black satin, poofy, like there was way more cloth there than was needed for Damian's slender legs. I tried to pry her hands away, but she gripped them tighter.
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