She wasn't sure if this was due to her new stamina as a vampire, or because Mencheres made love like he'd invented the act. But Mencheres had proven to be insatiable, and so, to Kira's mild astonishment, had she. If they'd thought to put their sea-soaked clothes through the washer and dryer, they would've had something else to wear. However, while he seemed able to wear anything, even a bedsheet, while affecting an elegant air, Kira was pretty certain she looked like a frat-party reject. She smoothed down the front of her makeshift toga, imagining that she looked as confident as Mencheres did in his matching outfit. Thank God his friend had waited for them. The black limousine waited ahead of them at the street Mencheres said it would be.
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