“No worse than the sun will.” He scoffed as he looked at her with a small smile. “What does it matter to you how much I hate anyway?”
Celeste didn’t like the way this was going at all, growling softly. She didn’t want to let on how much she actually cared for the vampire. “I’m not going to ‘bugger off’ as you so eloquently put it.” Celeste instead replied, moving closer and sitting down. “I hope you have something stronger than that god awful fruity shit.”
“My cider is not fruity shit.” He huffed as he looked at her as he sipped at his cider again. “But if you really must have something that is not my drink go a head and help yourself to my well stocked bar.” Axel hissed at her before finishing his drink and sitting down.
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