I think what bothered me more than the erection was that he'd gotten it from watching me have sex with Damian. Bullshit, bullfuckingshit. You fucked Byron for God's sake. A certain mystique, or an aura of confidence, or something.
d proceeded to roll his entire body up and through his own arms, proving that he was every bit as double-jointed as Nathaniel. She smelled of sickness, and I realized it was drugs. He looked down at the body. No, I could have done the hospital run and kept Gil out of a safe house, but I couldn't talk down the werewolf.
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