Share blood, probably, because most vampires take blood from their human servants. I knew things through Jean-Claude's memories that only a lover would know, such as the fact that he loved having the backs of his knees licked. I wanted all those black curls to sweep along my body like I was being caressed by living silk. More, they told a story.
So what went wrong? I asked. I miss you too, my little hell cat. We had to park about half a block away because of them. I felt Nathaniel's hand on mine, and that phantom kiss did hesitate, did turn and look at Nathaniel.
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