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"Well!" I said brightly, descending the stairs "That was about theever"

"And you drink blood every week"

"Ugh, don&039;t ree? Honey, you up?"

We went to the other end of the baseth of the s, we&039;d had decapitated bodies down there as well as a body butter party) and found George in his roo another endless yarn link Sky blue, this time

He looked up alertly alked into his roo about George was how nor to look

He was tall and lean, with a swiolden brown hair, and dark brown eyes When he&039;d been h to see the man under all the mud Now that he was on a steady diet of my blood, it was hard to see the feral vampire under the man

He was too thin, but he had the best butt I&039;d ever seen, never ed to Sinclair (and his butt) His eyes were the color of wet lea

He seemed only to like me, which was fair, because I was the only one who hadn&039;t wanted to stake him and his fellow Fiends The others were at acared for by another vae, the other Fiends had no desire to do anything but crawl around on all fours and drink blood out of buckets

I wasn&039;t really sure what to do about the Fiends, thus"live and let die" policy The asshat who used to run the va experiment fan-you know, like the Nazis And one of his favorite things to do was starve newly risen vareat with the vocalizing Or the walking Or the-anyway They were monsters, but it wasn&039;t their fault the real otten to them first

All I could do was try to look out for thee liked to drink e alking

It was very strange

"Check it out, baby," Jessica said, bringing out a crochet hook of her own and showing it to hiht?"

"Unfortunately, yes" I glared atblood with Sinclair; the rest of it sort of squicked , uh) was the only thing o, he was covered withthe occasional rapist Yarn work inda him what looked, to me, like an incredibly complicated stitch But then, I&039;d tossed out e sixteen after declaring theh

My mom tried to teach me to knit once, and it went like this: "Okay, I&039;ll do it really slowly so you can follow" Then the needles flashed and she&039;d knitted half a scarf That&039;s about when I gave up on all crafts

"And then" Jess was h the loop like this"

He hummed and took the yarn froenda?"

"Uht My Sidekick was upstairs, but I knewdetails by heart "Flowers I&039; for purple irises and yellow alstro we&039;re not getting married"

"What&039;s the new date?"

"September 15"

Jessica frowned "That&039;s a Thursday"

I stared at her "How do you know that?"

"Because it&039;s the date et out to the cemetery then And I remember, last September was a Wednesday"

"Oh" We did not discuss Jessica&039;s mother and father Ever "Well, what difference does it make? Like Sinclair cares? Like the other vaet up early for work the next ed the date? Four?"

"Possibly," I said grudgingly It had been, respectively, February 14 (I know, I know, and to give me credit, I did scrap the idea eventually), April 10, July 4, and now Septeet it done, hon You&039;ve wanted this how long? And Sinclair is agreeable and everything? I et all the details taken care of I have been solvingbloody coups," I bitched "That&039;s why I keep h hours in the day Night"

Jessica didn&039;t say anything Thank God

"Look!" I pointed George was crocheting the new stitch she&039;d just showed hi on"

"Next: the knit stitch"

"Can&039;t you ever rest on your laurels? Let the guy "