Ignoring the woman and looking at Will, I say, “You didn’t tell me you’d already brought home groceries.” The woman wrinkles her nose and mouths “Groceries?” “Don’t worry, subbie, he’s rude to everyone,” Will says, patting her naked thigh. Twin punctures ooze blood at the base of her neck, another set above one of her pale pink nipples. “Get in here, Xander. I saved her legs for you.” “Where’d you find her?” I ask, pausing on the threshold. “Low Vice.” I nod, approving. We have an arrangement with Margot, the owner. We can seduce whoever we want as long as they’re safe, as long as they
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