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"Niall had been able to mask the odor of fairy from Eric in the restaurant, but I saw from the flare of Eric's nostrils that the intoxicating scent clung to me. Eric's eyes closed in ecstasy, and he actually licked his lips. I felt like a T - bone just out of reach of a hungry dog. 'Snap out of it, ' I said. I wasn't in the mood.With a huge effort, Eric reigned himself in. 'When you smell like that, ' he said, 'I just wanna fuck you and bite you and rub myself all over you."
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"Because he sounded so lost - the Eric I knew had never been one to do anything other than assume others should serve him - I patted around under the covers for his hand. When I found it, I slid my own over it. His palm was turned up to meet my palm, and his fingers clasped mine. And though I would not have thought it possible to go to sleep holding hands with a vampire, that's exactly what I did."
"We want to climb in with you, ' Dermot said. 'We'll all sleep better.'That seemed incredibly weird and creepy to me - or maybe I only thought it should have. I was simply too tired to argue. I climbed in the bed. Claude got in on one side of me, Dermot on the other. Just when I was thinking, I would never be able to sleep, that this situation was too odd and too wrong, I felt a kind of blissful relaxation roll through my body, a kind of unfamiliar comfort. I was with family. I was with blood.And I slept."
"Hey, our hair's the same color, ' I said, eying us side by side in the mirror.'Sure is, girlfriend.' Eric grinned at me."
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"Did we have sex?' he asked directly.For about two minutes, this might actually be fun. 'Eric, ' I said, 'we had sex in every position I could imagine, and some I couldn't. We had sex in every room in my house, and we had sex outdoors. You told me it was the best you'd ever had.' (At the time he couldn't recall all the sex he'd ever had. But he'd paid me a compliment.) 'Too bad you can't remember it, ' I concluded with a modest smile.Eric looked like I'd hit him in the forehead with a mallet. For all of thirty seconds his reaction was completely gratifying."
"We could go back to your house. I can stay with you always. We can know each others bodies in every way, night after night. I could love you. I could work, you would not be poor. I would help you."
"I'd always enjoyed life, and I knew I would again. But I was going to have to slog through a lot of bad patches to get there"
"Come on, ' I said, taking his hand. Clutching the afghan with the other hand, he trailed down the hall after me, a snow white giant in tiny red underwear."
"My mother finally took me to a child psychologist, who knew exactly what I was, but she just couldn't accept it and kept trying to tell my folks I was reading their body language and was very observant, so I had good reason to imagine I heard people's thoughts. Of course, she couldn't admit I was literally hearing people's thoughts because that just didn't fit into her world."
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