[ He'd heard rumors about his old friend Carlisle's son, Edward. That he'd gone and fallen in love with a human.
It had tickled Garrett's curiosity. It was so easy to set aside the fact that he himself had been one once, to think of people as nothing but prey. Killing to stay alive had not been a new thing for him. He'd been a soldier before he was turned, after all.
But here was this slip of a girl, who knew exactly what he was and who still seemed about as excited as she was frightened. It was interesting, and a kind of interaction with humans that he hadn't really had for a long time, choosing the life of a nomad for himself, drifting from place to place.
His laughter was low and pleasant as a cold finger slid a little under the waistband of her underwear and traced a chilly line across her front. A bit uncooth? Why, yes. ]
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[ He'd heard rumors about his old friend Carlisle's son, Edward. That he'd gone and fallen in love with a human.
It had tickled Garrett's curiosity. It was so easy to set aside the fact that he himself had been one once, to think of people as nothing but prey. Killing to stay alive had not been a new thing for him. He'd been a soldier before he was turned, after all.
But here was this slip of a girl, who knew exactly what he was and who still seemed about as excited as she was frightened. It was interesting, and a kind of interaction with humans that he hadn't really had for a long time, choosing the life of a nomad for himself, drifting from place to place.
His laughter was low and pleasant as a cold finger slid a little under the waistband of her underwear and traced a chilly line across her front. A bit uncooth? Why, yes. ]
Why would I be afraid of you, girl?