He moved stiffly, as if each small movement pained him. Masculine laughter filled the hallway. I turned away, and maybe I moved too fast for the head injury, or maybe it was something else, because the room swam in streamers of color. The other man's tie was to a weretiger, not a werewolf, but the problems were similar.
Let's just say I was relying on police backup and they were late. Edward finally answered \ hen he turned onto Lomos Street. He had been my first love, my first lover. Even my eyes were quiet and able to meet his gaze, no flinching.
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