“Yes," Donal said.
Beth tapped a finger on her bottom lip. She looked pointedly at Donal. “Are you a supernatural being?"
Trent dodged that bullet for the moment.
“Yes. I'm a gargoyle."
She crept close to him as if he were going to explode any minute. “You're a gargoyle? Like those things on the tops of buildings?"
“Something like that," Donal said.
Trent admired his patience. Beth took two steps closer, studying Donal. “You can shift into a different form?"
“Yes."
She c****d her head. “Would you do it for me?"
Donal flicked his gaze to Trent who nodded.
“Yes." Donal rose. “Don't be afraid. I will look scary, but you are in no danger."
She nodded, wrapping her arms around herself her, gaze never leaving Donal.
“I have to take off my clothes to do it," Donal said.
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