They didn't look upset. He has let the holy water that ate his body eat his mind, as well. A need so intense and so long denied that it was a kind of madness of its own. It meant I would do it, even if I hated it.
I kissed him on the cheek and said, Thank you. I smiled and stood and let the blondes touch his arms, his back, but when one of them patted his ass, that was it. And some nights you just don't want to fight yourself anymore, so you pick someone else to fight. We could conserve water, and share, I said.
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