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ou really do have a yen for that beefy bastard, don't you?
Well, forget it. He'd be happy to screw you, but then you'd wake
up in the morning to find him impaling you with something that
would leave splinters."
I shuddered. "You've got a way with charming imagery, you
know that? Anyway, I'll bet I could mellow him out a little--
especially if I used psi."
"Yeaaaah," he said slowly, studying me with calculation,
"you probably could, at that." Beau considered the idea a
moment, then reluctantly shook his head. "No, it'd never work.
You'd have to put the bite on him to make a psilink, and he's too
paranoid to let you get close enough for that. I'm going to have
to do this the hard way..."
"Whoops. Here he comes," I said, watching Decker start
toward us. Flicking a glance toward Beau, I noticed his fangs
peeking under his upper lip, a sure sign that he was definitely
torqued off.
When Decker got close enough to loom over us, Beau grinned,
giving him a good look at those teeth. "What are you doing here,
Deck? The sun isn't up yet," he purred. "You don't usually show
your cowardly face before dawn."
Decker may have lac
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