โCherie, did the table do something I did not see or were you just attempting to teach it a lesson?โ โI was imagining it was Evor.โ โStrange, they do not greatly resemble each other.โ โI have a good imagination.โ โIn that case, I do not suppose you are imagining I'm Brad Pitt?โ
Alexandra IvyThis is a private home." "And?" "And I can't enter without an invitation." She jerked her head up. "You're kidding me?" "No." "You don't live in a crypt and you can't turn into a bat, but you have to have an invitation to enter a house?" Abby hissed. A reluctant amusement softened the flat eyes. "You wanted me to be vampirish." "Not when it's inconvenient.
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