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They both started laughing instantly and Lance cooed. “No fucking way! This is just like the one I-” “I know! I saw it and I just knew.” “Too right!” Lance could barely get his words out around his laughter, and I frowned as he slid a tacky, plastic signet ring onto his middle finger.
“I dunno, man. Cotton?” I plucked at the shirt and Darius leaned into me, bringing the seductive scent of his blood with him. “You smell like freshly baked bed... I mean bread.” “Do you wanna bite me, Lance?” Darius laughed darkly, catching my face between his hands and squeezing until my lips pursed. Then he angled my head toward the Vegas. “Your Source is over there.”

