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" Greg accepted this with some incredulity, then his eyes widened at the ramifications of what she was saying. “Then, I’m your birthday gift?”
She nodded slowly, then tilted her head, and said, “That’s an odd smile. What are you thinking?”
Greg was thinking he was the luckiest son of a bitch alive as his mind automatically readjusted his earlier imaginings of a large, ugly woman stripping and climbing on top of him, to this woman doing so. He allowed himself to enjoy the fantasy for a moment, but then realized that his body was enjoying it way too much, a noticeable bulge was growing in his pants. He gave his head a shake.
-Gregg & Lissianna "
― Lynsay Sands , A Quick Bite (Argeneau #1)
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" Teeth retracting, Lissianna pulled free of Greg Hewitt’s neck and glanced guiltily over her shoulder. The sight of Thomas and her mother staring at her wide-eyed from the doorway was enough to make her stand quickly, her hands moving to straighten her clothes and hair.
“I cannot believe this!” Marguerite stomped into the room. “Sneaking around and unwrapping your gifts before your birthday like you’re twelve instead of two hundred! What were you thinking?”
“Well, technically, it is her birthday, Aunt Marguerite,” Thomas pointed out as he closed the door.
Lissianna tossed her cousin a grateful smile, but said, “I wasn’t sneaking around. I came up to get fresh stockings.” She scooped them up off the bed, and added, “And I didn’t unwrap him.”
Marguerite stared pointedly at the floor.
After glancing down to see the untied bow lying forgotten there, Lissianna grimaced, and admitted, “Okay, I did unwrap him, but only because he was upset, and I hated to leave him distressed.” She paused, then tilted her head, and said, “I take it Bastien’s arrival interrupted you before you could put the full whammy on him? He was upset about being kidnapped and wanted to be untied when I got here.”
“I didn’t kidnap him,” Marguerite said with affront, then peered past Lissianna to Dr. Gregory Hewitt to say, “I didn’t kidnap you. I borrowed you.”
-Marguerite, Thomas, & Lissianna "
― Lynsay Sands , A Quick Bite (Argeneau #1)
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" Well, you look…” Mirabeau hesitated as Lissianna reached them, then finally finished with, “the same. What happened?”
“Anemic.” She spat the word with annoyance.
“But he looked so healthy,” Jeanne protested.
“Padded shoulders and bottled tan,” she said. “And that’s not all.”
“What else could there be?” Mira asked dryly.
Lissianna grimaced. “He had a cucumber down his pants.”
Jeanne gave a disbelieving giggle, but Mirabeau groaned, and said, “It must have been a seedless English cucumber, the man looked huge.”
Lissianna gaped. “You looked?”
“You didn’t?” she countered.
-Mirabeau, Jeanne, & Lissianna "
― Lynsay Sands , A Quick Bite (Argeneau #1)
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" Marguerite sighed, some of her tension leaving. “Yes, well he appears to have a strong mind.”
Lissianna nodded. “I noticed. I couldn’t get into his thoughts to calm him. Not at all. That’s why I was feeding on him. I thought it might allow me to merge with his mind and soothe him,” Lissianna explained.
“That seems to have worked well,” Thomas commented with amusement. “Although I wouldn’t say he was soothed exactly.”
Lissianna followed his gaze to the man’s groin, where an erection was pressing his dress pants upward. Even as she peered at it, the tent in his trousers slowly deflated.
“Not a cucumber then,” Thomas commented lightly, and Lissianna had to bite her lip on a nervous giggle.
-Marguerite, Lissianna, & Thomas "
― Lynsay Sands , A Quick Bite (Argeneau #1)
