![]() ![]() He had not disclosed that information, his accompanying loss of emotion, to his younger sister, Desari, who remained, as she had for eons, sweet and compassionate and everything good that female Carpathians were. Dark, predatory, immortal Carpathian male that he was, he had not seen colors, only black and white, in more centuries than he could count. That he could tell her hair was red stunned him. Even in the night her red hair gleamed like flames. Then she turned slightly, and he could see high, firm breasts thrusting against the thin cotton top beneath the bib of her overalls. Her face was grimy, smudged with oil and dirt. At first he was certain she was, at most, a teenager, dressed in baggy overalls, her wealth of red-gold hair pulled back into a ponytail. ![]() ![]() Flashlight and wrench in hand, she was crawling out from under the troupe's huge touring bus when he first caught sight of her. ![]()
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