"Anything that gives anyone a reason to poke at you, they'll take it," Priam said, splaying his hands slightly. "Including a minor—or is it major?—fear of needles."
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Allen switched the bag to his other hand behind his back. "Woah, Missy! You gonna hurt yourself, straining the way you are." He grinned at her as he poked her in the shoulder. "Also, you should calm down; you don't look so good as a red frog."
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"What, the view of my scalp or the candleholders?" Haley said, glancing up at him.
" We'll leave it a mystery at this point. I can't have you knowing all my secrets in one day." Leverett said with humor. It acutely felt good to laugh agian. Even if it was anot ache due to his bruised ribs. "So what have you been doing? Keeping busy?" He asked conversationally.
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"I'll give you a black eye to see a red frog through if you don't bugger off and hand over the goods." She said with a growl as he tried to get around him to get it.
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Dyrus smirked and leaned over to ran his fingers on the small of her back just above her waist band that had become exposed with her position. "That, my dear, is the eye candy I speak of." He whispered softly to her.