He managed to get his arm halfway around Damian's neck, which put his wrist almost in the vampire's mouth. I didn't point out that it was 6:30 in the morning, and his chances of making it home in time to see Katie and his kids before they rushed off to their days were slim to none. I didn't pull away. I turned to Malcolm, and I let my anger fill my voice.
Or is there more that you'd rather we don't know, but feel that we need to know? See, see, he is like you now. That could never be safe. I've told you all this before. Define not intimate.
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