05-21-2013, 12:31 AM
The words made Byron all the more suspicious. They were too honey sweet, too innocent; no one was that happy and carefree in life. "Wouldn't you rather go out for a nice walk with company? There's this nice pub just a few blocks down with this enchanting atmosphere..." He let the words hang, trailing off invitingly. His grey eyes were still just as cold, but his smile grew warmer, and Byron leaned forward just a little more so his face was closer to his prey's. This monster was unusual, for sure. It was golden and warm for one, not dark skinned and dark haired.
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