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9. Reine-1
9 Reine At the vampire's words, I whirled around with Fae speed. If there was one thing I hated more than gargoyles, it was vampires who thought they had the upper hand. Anger at Lawrence flashed through me for making the situation more complicated than it needed to be. What had he been thinking with that kiss? What had I? We hadn't, that was the problem. Gods, I'd be dreaming about that dance for months. He'd only needed a slight magical nudge, which I had to keep gentle because his magic had alternately tried to fight with and take over mine. Of course, my mind had gone to the next logical question—what would he be like in bed? Then he'd opened his mouth, and his condescension had dampened my desire. Not eliminated completely, alas, but I didn't think he'd agree to being gagged so he
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