I hear you've been with every Rephaite in a skirt.'
Crap. Where did that come from?
'Who told you that?' HIs smile shifts into something less amused. 'Daniel. Who else? The prick.'
'Is he a liar?'
Rafa leans against the pale wall. 'I haven't been with everyone.'
'What about Taya?'
'Hell, no. I'm no monk, but I have standards.'
I wonder what else Daniel was wrong about. 'What about me?'
Rafa's teasing smile doesn't quite reach his eyes. 'You had standards too.

Autor: Paula Weston

I hear you've been with every Rephaite in a skirt.'<br />Crap. Where did that come from?<br />'Who told you that?' HIs smile shifts into something less amused. 'Daniel. Who else? The prick.'<br />'Is he a liar?'<br />Rafa leans against the pale wall. 'I haven't been with everyone.'<br />'What about Taya?'<br />'Hell, no. I'm no monk, but I have standards.'<br />I wonder what else Daniel was wrong about. 'What about me?'<br />Rafa's teasing smile doesn't quite reach his eyes. 'You had standards too. - Paula Weston


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