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Daniel had been without his talisman for so long, he could probably go another half hour. At least I hoped so. I hated feeling sticky from the juice I’d spilled on myself.
I went back to my room and showered. That bathroom was amazing, and I wanted one just like it.
Suppose I knocked out a wall of my bungalow and enlarged my bathroom? With Dad’s help it shouldn’t take more than a few weeks, so I could get it done between vampyre visits. And while I was at it, I’d put in a rainforest shower head, radiant floor heating, and a heated towel bar.