“You want to marry me?” Terri asked with pleasure. Bastien rolled his eyes. “Terri, honey. I just flew two thousand three hundred miles chasing after you. It wasn’t to ask you on a date.”
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“I still love you,” he admitted. “I’ll love you forever. Or at least for the next four or five hundred years. After that, we might have to work at it.”
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Fear shooting through her, Terri instinctively held her hand out to stop her cousin, then blinked at the sandwich she was holding up like some Victorian wench holding up a cross. “Bite?” she offered lamely.
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Your garden variety Canadian psychologist—until he and Lissianna fell in love and she turned him.”
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You bit me! You’ve got fangs!” “Now do you believe me?”