The Immortal's Mate
"So speaking of coping mechanisms, uh, I know that your love life is none of my business or anything, but you and Haldir are kind of the talk of the town right now."
Looking up at him as he sipped back his drink, Mory smirked before bringing her glass back to her lips. "We’re just a couple of lonely people trying not to be, James."
James nodded as he set his glass down on his desk. "Yeah, you got to get by any way you can sometimes in this old world. So, tell me, what they say about him being a witch or something, is that true?"
Mory swallowed her drink then licked her lips. "He's a complicated man. But I think I'm a believer, James. I saw some shit I just can't explain."
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