Six Sentence Sunday

From Dark Desires - WIP

She gave him a puzzled look, but it slid away faster than a blink. "Okay, just give out a holler when you want your tab."

Her deep accent feathered down his spine. He closed his eyes and let her scent sweep through him when she turned away, memorizing it. His cock throbbed and he hungered. For the first time in two hundred years, he hungered.

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