He shook his head. I kissed him. I rubbed my cheek against first one of his hands, then the other. Hear me, Edwin, by right of the blood you have tasted, hear me.
I don't know what I would have said-probably something not helpful-but just then the phone rang. Even Clair looked worried. Being polite doesn't cost a thing. A mixed blessing that.
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