SAMUEL
Out of the blue, everything's new
"Oh? Sounds like she must like you." Sam answered with a smile, recovering himself and selecting a volume from the shelf that slid out easily into his hands. A green leather cover simply bore the words: TALES FROM OUTWORLDS V1. For a moment he held it and regarded it himself, looking over his own handiwork, then he placed it on the counter in the middle of the room. Locke wouldn't need it right away, given his method of payment.Was he disappointed that it would be no more than a bite? Maybe a little (Locke was quite handsome), but Sam wouldn't turn down a simple feeding either. He raised his eyebrows at the array of bite marks on Locke's neck. "Wow, um, if I can ask...why so many?"
As for making it less intimate, he spoke as he went to lock the door: "If you want, I can take it from your wrist."
All the talk we heard was true
