“Yeah, but I’m dating his Little Dhampir … I’m screwed.”
Klaire’s face contorted into what was a mixture of a grimace and a smile, as she tried to think of something to reassure the vampire but realising that he was right. “Yeah.”
“Yeah, but I’m dating his Little Dhampir … I’m screwed.”
Klaire’s face contorted into what was a mixture of a grimace and a smile, as she tried to think of something to reassure the vampire but realising that he was right. “Yeah.”