Blaire, tell me what you want me to do. I’ll do whatever it is you need.

Ashton grinne and raised her eyebrows. "I can't believe you're telling me a Vincent boy brought you to Grove, Alabama and not me." Shrugging, I returned her smile. "They're heard to resist." "Don't I know it."

He stopped and looked back at me "I love you too Pagan. I'll miss you. In every life.

Because I’ve had a taste and I’m not sharing. This isn’t just for fun. I may be slightly addicted.

You love me?” … “Yes. More than life.

She started walking toward me and perfect white teeth caught her full bottom lip between them. I’d fantasized about those lips way too many times. She’d barely covered up her long tanned legs with a pair of shorts that made me want to go to church this Sunday just to thank God for creating her.

This may be invading her privacy but I was Death, dammit. I should get some privileges