Zen And the Art of Vampires
Zen And the Art of Vampires
““No. I’m not going to do it.”
Kristoff’s hand tightened around my throat. “Sign it or I will break your neck.”
It wasn’t easy to swallow with him half throttling me like that, but I finally managed it. “Look, I don’t know why you want to marry me—”
“I’d as soon as marry a viper,” he interrupted. “Alec agreed to do it, but since he conveniently disappeared last night when I went to arrange for the license, I am the sacrifice instead.”
I bristled a little at the word “sacrifice.” “Well, I don’t particularly like you, either! Alec is much, much nicer than you. He actually smiles.”
“Sign the damned things so we can get out of here,” Kristoff growled, indicating the two copies of marriage forms he’d produced.
I had discovered he’d spoken the truth about the elderly clergyman. Not only was he deaf to all pleas to save me, he performed what I had a horrible feeling was a marriage ceremony while I tried to reason with the insane man next to me.
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