You do that, and I take back every nasty thing I've ever said about you." He grinned, his mood changing from serious to wicked in an instant. "Why? I'm all those things and more." I shook my head. Ian was prouder of his depravity than anyone I'd met, but if he helped me pull Bones out from under four respelled vampires and one demonically-enhanced vamp, I'd shower him with prostitutes and porn while swearing he was an angel.

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