You really were waiting for a friend, the man said. That woman and man are in with Bert. I left it at that, and jogged for Zerbrowski's car. Actually, I was talking to him first, because I brought him here.
He was trying to decide if I was lying. I laughed, as I began to feel the ache of him between my legs. It's him that's made it a choice, not me. I got a profile glimpse of Damian's face; blood ran from his mouth and the right side of his face.
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