Hmph," said Sharon . "Did you know that the numbers three and seven are sacred to vampires? There are seven vampire sects."
"Seven sacred sects," I repeated. "Say that three times fast."
"How about I spank you instead?" asked Patrick in a benign tone that belied the flare of irritation in his gaze.
"Only if you tie me to a bed and use a paddle."
His silver eyes went molten. Uh-oh. Me and my big smart-aleck mouth.
"I… uh, sorry. I didn't mean that. I saw Secretary a few too many times. I'm impressionable.

Autore: Michele Bardsley

Hmph," said Sharon . "Did you know that the numbers three and seven are sacred to vampires? There are seven vampire sects."<br /> "Seven sacred sects," I repeated. "Say that three times fast."<br /> "How about I spank you instead?" asked Patrick in a benign tone that belied the flare of irritation in his gaze.<br /> "Only if you tie me to a bed and use a paddle."<br /> His silver eyes went molten. Uh-oh. Me and my big smart-aleck mouth.<br /> "I… uh, sorry. I didn't mean that. I saw Secretary a few too many times. I'm impressionable. - Michele Bardsley




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