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Chapter 11: Love, Blood, and Fangs
Marcus Cutler POV: Despite having a vampire literally haunting my thoughts, I ended up getting a good night's sleep. That sleep was interrupted as something brushed softly over my head. “Good morning, Marcus," an all-too-familiar voice greeted softly. I made the mistake of rolling over to face the source of the voice, and I opened my eyes to find myself looking directly in Julia's burgundy ones. Even though I knew she wasn't really here, I still recoiled from her, almost falling off the bed. Julia smiled at me. “I take it I'm not a good wake-up call?" she asked innocently. I glared back at her, looking at her lying in my bed. “No, you're not," I confirmed. “Why are you in my bed?" “Because it's comfy," Julia replied as she got to her feet. Now that Julia was standing, I could get
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