I got up to scramble away, and a body smashed into me. None of the other groomsmen are wearing makeup, I said. The other man was trapped against the wall, still firing his gun into the chest of the vamp, while the body bucked and wouldn't die. He looked at me, and even with those drowning eyes, the look was very male.
Come and get us. Something wrong? We're not moving fast enough for him, apparently. I wasn't at my best. Steve Brown showed at the door first, with his arm around his wife.
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