“I ... I get it. I’ll just ... yeah.”“Yeah,” she said, and despite herself, reached out to give him a gentle pat on his slumped shoulder, cl...ws and all. “Don’t worry about it though, Garry’s dealt with this kinda shit before.”He nodded. Good, he wasn’t freaking out, cause fucking hell she was. What if Julias had done something to her? What if it had all been a god damn Ventrue ploy? A trick? Fucking smooth talking bastard could have done anything to her.She forced herself to walk. No use in. One..." I reached over and retrieved the letter from my end table's drawer and handed it to Danny. "He asked me to mail that for him. I think he didn't trust the mailroom of the building. Maybe thinking someone would intercept it. That's what I figure, at least."Danny read the label. "A Federal District Attorney? Viv, why haven't you mailed this already?" Don't you think they'll be curious how a dead guy is sending them mail? My fingerprints are all over that damned envelope. Years from now if. It was Paula. I thought she had forgotten her purse or something.She said, "When I smelled your face, it smelled like semen. You guys are really kinky. Steve eats me after sex, too. I thought he was the only one who liked that. It drives me wild when he does it. I just thought you should know. Good night and sweet dreams."I closed the door and figured she was drunk. I could never mention to Steve that his girl just told me that he likes to eat his own cum. The only thing worse than that, would. "Oh yeah, it's just how we are programed. Just like chicks are programed to say no at least once. If a chick was just as hot for me as I was for her, I would wonder if I had a cross dresser." Simon said it with a laugh. I'm afraid I laughed as well."So have you two been talking sex all night?" Simon asked."It sure seems like it," I admitted."So is your heart beating a little faster than normal," Simon asked."If you two are gaming me, you are damn good at it," I observed. I saw them look at each.