Vincent gave him a parody of a scowl. “Don’t you know it’s rude to mock a vampire’s equipment?” “Oh, come on, they’re adorable. So small and sharp.” “You can stop teasing me now, I get it,” Vincent grumbled lightheartedly. But when he looked closer at Wesley, the man didn’t seem to be teasing at all. “No, I mean it. They’re cute.” Wes appeared almost flustered, the softest hint of red on his cheeks. He didn’t meet Vincent’s eyes, wrapping his arms around the container of blood like he was trying to hug himself. If Vincent hadn’t known better, he’d have thought Wes was serious. Serious that he
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