I closed my eyes, not to hide from Micah's serious face, but to bask in the warmth of his hands. But for now, right now, we had this moment. Peaceful and intoxicating all at the same time. He is dying, Anita, and nothing we can do will save him.
I looked at him, and it wasn't a friendly look. I shut the door, and he let me. But I knew what was coming, because I'd fed zombies off my own blood before. Ronnie had a look in her eyes that I didn't like.
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