A little Myrnin this morning for your entertainment ... only 1 week left until the US/Canada/UK/Australia/New Zealand release of BITE CLUB! Spread the word!
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Claire tried to scream, but it came out a muffled buzz, not nearly loud enough to alert anybody. Myrnin held a long, slender finger to his lips and bent close.
“So sorry to do this,” he whispered. “I realize it’s not appropriate. That’s right, isn’t it? Coming to a lady’s boudoir without an invitation is still inappropriate, even in these lax social circles?”
She nodded emphatically. He didn’t let go, probably because he could tell she was going to yell the house down if he did.
“Well, so sorry, but this is a bit of an emergency. Get dressed. Amelie wants to see us.”
Oh. Well, vampires didn’t keep regular people hours, but still. Not cool.
“Please don’t scream,” he said. “It would look so very bad for me, all things considered.”
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Yes, I'm teasing all you Myrnin/Claire shippers. HA!
-- Rachel
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