I reached out to touch him, and he stepped back, out of reach. He didn't even ask, I just came home one night, and he'd organized everything in the kitchen. Would you really want every member of the church to be a good predator? I leaned my back against the railing. I drew back to breathe, and he forced my head farther down, forced himself deeper into my throat.
So you'll be able to control your beast better, I said. How? I shrugged. For the first time from Richard, I was pretty sure that he was talking about him and Jean-Claude. The fear was choking Nathaniel and me.
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