He was pale enough that his freckles stood out on his skin like ink spots. He was luscious to look at, and I was almost certain he would be nearly as luscious in bed. His eyes were desolate, as if something in them had died. I sort of waved it at them both.
They're vampires, they're already dead, he said. That if I wasn't vampire enough to control Primo that maybe I didn't deserve my job. At least some of his powers were master-level powers. I won't ask you to.
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