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Sitting at the desk, she looks at her appointment book and the calendar on the wall. Doing a quick calculation in her head, she turns in the chair and sighs at the bed.
"Deacon, we are going to have to put you on a diet or something. Every time you want to take a sip, you wreck hell with my work schedule. I can work around the sex, but sex and blood? Wears me out and I can't do my work lover. Now come on, you hired me for a reason, right?"
She grins. "Guess you are going to have to learn how to control your appetites better from now on."
"Deacon, we are going to have to put you on a diet or something. Every time you want to take a sip, you wreck hell with my work schedule. I can work around the sex, but sex and blood? Wears me out and I can't do my work lover. Now come on, you hired me for a reason, right?"
She grins. "Guess you are going to have to learn how to control your appetites better from now on."