Denise MacGregor személy
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She gave Spade a harder look. “You’d better be good to her.”
“Or you’ll shove something silver in me where the sun doesn’t shine?” Spade asked, grinning at Denise.
She looked away in embarrassment at the threat she’d hurled at him just this morning, but Cat nodded.
“You’ve got it, buddy.”
“And same to you with Crispin, Reaper,” Spade replied in a mild tone.
Denise stifled her snort. As if Spade’s chivalry would allow him to do anything to a woman. The harshest punishment she could imagine him dishing out to Cat would be refusing to open a door for her.
Villains of the world, beware! I can eat you under the table AND gross you out with my monster paws!
..she asked him about his costume.
“A cosmic black hole,” Web explained, his mouth lifting in a smile that was polite and challenging at the same time.
Something deadly and unstoppable; of course Web had chosen that to meet his potential new vampire neighbor. She supposed coming as the largest cock of the keep would have been too obvious a statement.
“You’d better be good to her.”
“Or you’ll shove something silver in me where the sun doesn’t shine?” Spade asked, grinning at Denise.
She looked away in embarrassment at the threat she’d hurled at him just this morning, but Cat nodded.
“You’ve got it, buddy.”
“And same to you with Crispin, Reaper,” Spade replied in a mild tone.
Denise stifled her snort. As if Spade’s chivalry would allow him to do anything to a woman. The harshest punishment she could imagine him dishing out to Cat would be refusing to open a door for her.
“Ah, could you give me some privacy? I need to use the litter box.”
Most people, after having their necks chewed on and then seeing their fanged attacker stabbed to death, were pretty overwrought. Not poking the dead vampire with their foot and mumbling about how he hadn’t even bought her a drink before getting one of his own.
