Let Them Speak (Vampire Assassin League #13) - Plot & Excerpts
This wasn’t even her hotel. Sydney blinked on the gloomy image of high walls, lofty ceilings with molded plaster, an ornate window treatment – which didn’t do much to assist whatever the flickering light source was, and the impression of vast space. She groaned. “Good. You awaken from a faint quickly. I’ve brought spirits.” Sydney turned her head. It was the vampire man. And how was it possible that he looked even better than before? He should probably fasten his coat. Or put a shirt on. Or find loose-fitting pants. Or maybe shave his head. Gain some acne. Grow a beard. Hell, do anything other than be the most gorgeous thing ever, even while looking slightly mussed and a little uncertain. And he was making the view extraordinary, since he was crouched at her side, holding a tray with all sorts of cut-glass decanters with one hand, while the other fussed with a shot glass. One hand, Sydney. As if that tray weighed nothing.
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