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Rhage
or Damon Salvatore|| asked by Haley.“Yeah, Tohr, can I ask you a favor?”
“Anything, my brother.”
“Could you not… ride me about the females?” Rhage took a deep breath. “Because the truth is, I hate it. I really do.”
He meant to stop there, but suddenly the words were coming out and he couldn’t shut up.
“I hate the anonymity of it. I hate the way my chest aches afterward. I hate the smells on my body and in my hair when I get home. But most of all, I hate the fact that I’m going to have to do it again because if I don’t, I could end up hurting one of you guys or some innocent bystander.” He exhaled through his mouth. “And those two sisters you’re so impressed with? See, here’s the thing. I only pick the ones who don’t give a shit who they’re with, because otherwise it’s not fair. Those two bar chippies checked out my watch and my roll and figured I was a pimp trophy. The fucking was about as intimate as a car accident. And tonight? You’re going home to Wellsie. I’m going home alone. Just like I did yesterday. Just like I’m going to do the day after. The whoring isn’t fun for me, and it’s been killing me for years, so please give it a rest, dig?”
