Lend's dad, two werewolves, and a vampire. It was like the setup to a bad joke or something. A doctor, two werewolves, and a vampire walk into a bar. "What'll you have?" the bartender asks. "We were thinking him," the vampire answers, eyeing the doctor. Okay, jokes weren't my strong point.
Kiersten WhiteShe stared at him in that vapid, intoxicated way employed only by women under a vamp's control. Or the way I sometimes got when faced with cupcakes. Mmm. Cupcakes.
Kiersten White- "Control what an interesting word for you to be dwelling on" - "I have other words" I scream the F-Word in my head, over and over again.
Kiersten WhiteHe smiled at my reaction, the stupid smile of his that was like he knew something you didnโt. And he knew something I didnโt pretty much all the time, so it was pretty much every smile on his face.
Kiersten WhiteCan I take a rain check? Weekends are busy for me." He shrugged, his perma smile back in all its dimpled glory. "You'd probably figure out a way to nearly get killed, anyway.
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