“‘You should stop drinking,’ I told you. ‘Why?’ you asked. ‘Because of vampires like me,’ I’d said. ‘Someone might take advantage of you.’” I have a feeling I know what drunk-me might have said. “‘So why don’t you?’ you said. ‘I’m a tasty snack.’” Yup. That sounds about right. “‘And you’re also drunk,’ I pointed out. ‘So?’” He shakes his head. “Such a brave little mouse.” His gaze darts back to me, to my mouth. “I kissed you first, bit you second. Not my finest moment,” he admits. “Immediately, I could tell there was something off about your blood. I couldn’t put my finger on it at the time.
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