If his back hadn't hit the desk we'd have rolled him. You don't sound convinced, he said. Sure thing. I wanted it to go away, so I just kept thinking that's what it would mean.
His lavender eyes shown with eagerness. What's that supposed to mean? She licked her lips, hesitated, then said, I could work for years as a cop on this kind of crime, and I wouldn't have your insight into the monsters. There was a moment where seeing those eyes in the tan of his face was breathtaking, then Damian's fingers dug into my leg. The butter slid across the floor in a long yellow line, like a really nasty snail trail.
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