but he hadn't always been on the vampires' side, at the time. The popular wisdom - and it wasn't wrong - was that she'd already given enough blood to Morganville. Shane was entirely right: Claire had a legal document that said she was free from the responsibility of donations. The third way was by force, in the dark, when you ventured out un-Protected and got bitten. Taxes in Morganville were collected three ways: the polite way, via the collection center downtown, or the not-so-polite way, when the Bloodmobile showed up like a sleek black shark at your front door, with Men in Black - style "technicians" to ensure you did your civic duty. "Okay, then, you don't have to do this because you're tax-exempt."īy tax-exempt, he meant that she didn't have to pay. "Well, you don't have to be here," he pointed out - not for the first time today. "You got the overdue notice, didn't you? It's this or they come to collect. He was taller than she was, so he had to bend to rest his chin on her shoulder and whisper, "You sure about this?"Ĭlaire nodded. Her boyfriend's body felt solid and safe, and his arms went around her, wrapping her in comfort. Shane's lips felt like velvet against the nape of her neck, and Claire shivered in delight as his breath warmed the skin there.
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