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                         ’if i’d been bit I woulda
                                  already put a bullet
                                  through my god damned
                                  head.

no word of a lie, would leave him, dark eyes offering little more than caution and honest truths. 

                           ’not standin’ here,
                                     threatenin’ to put
                                     one in yours.

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  a small gulp of his adam’s apple.

        ❝You could be just saying that.❞

  already he doesn’t trust this man. a petite; dithering step back. keeping his nerve and discloses no indications of fear.

        ❝I can prove to you I’m not bitten.❞

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