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"Then how are you doing it?" She leaned forward, her brows glued together in concern "How are you not sleeping for days at a time?"

"I don’t know I just don’t close erous"

"Not at all," I assured her "I’ lots of coffee And I hardly ever fall asleep while driving"

"Oh, osh" She let her head drop into her palm

I popped the toothbrush back into my mouth with a smile People like Cookie were hard to come by Stalwart Loyal Easy to punk "Hon, I’ain "You’re still human Just because you heal really fast and can see the departed and you have this uncanny ability to convince the most mundane of persons to try to kill you--"

"But he’s so mad at me, Cook" I loweredup on"Tellon"

"’Kay Need coffee first"

"It’s three thirty in the rave; la fresco, and I was in themy dreams--if one could call them that--to a starry-eyed divorcée with lust in her loins She already knew aboutReyes to his physical body, but she didn’t know about the dreams Not entirely I’d just told her about ed in the fires of hell, created fro heat of sensuality

I fanned myself and refocused on her

"He was actually--"

"Yep," I said

"And he put your leg--?"

"Yep I think for ease of access"

"Oh, ain But that’s the cool part The orgasmic part The part where he touchesplaces"

"He kissed you?"