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die, how about some end-of-the-world sex? If we’re going out, we

should go out with a bang and a really good orgasm.”

Meg pointedly zipped up her jacket. “You’re worried Beck and Ci

will be upset if you send me in alone, but you think they’ll be okay

with a little infidelity?”

“It’s for a good cause,” Dante explained innocently. “Besides, if

they don’t understand and we happen to survive and they happen to

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survive, then the ass-kicking I get will be totally worth it. And if you

do anal, that would make my death so much more meaningful.”

“Dante, I might shoot you myself,” Meg promised as she pulled

the hood over her head.

“What are you going to shoot me with?” Dante zipped up his own

jacket. “And what was that cool-looking toy you hid in your jacket?”

Meg stopped and stared at the vampire, trying to figure out if he

was joking. “You don’t know what a gun is?”

“No.” Dante pulled the hood of his jacket over his red-gold hair.

“What does it do?”

If the vampires didn’t have guns, then there was no way Liadan

would know what was coming.

“They kill people, my friend.” Meg felt a deep satisfaction that

she had the upper hand. “And here’s something even better. I’ll make

you a deal. If you manage to survive, I’ve got a little present for you. I brought back three bottles of the strongest sunscreen you can buy at

Target. I’m sure that one of those brilliant vampire scientists will be

able to reverse engineer something from them.”

Dante’s eyes lit up. “Oh, yeah, they can, and I’ll be the one who

brought it to them. This, Meg, is going to get me out of refurb hell.

Nice. I’m totally going to live. Profits are on the line. No vampire

goes down when profit is on the line.”