Saxton was indeed clear on things: Blay was still in love with Qhuinn— and probably always would be. “Why?” he said to his lover. “Because I want you for however long I have you.

I miss you.…” He stroked the indentation of the gown where her waist would have been—should have been. “I miss you so much.

You're so very naked," she whispered against his shoulder. He smiled into her hair. "So are you.

United by their clasped hands, they became again the two halves, the light and the dark. The Destroyer and the Savior. A whole.

You would have made a fine warrior, you know that?" I am one. Death is my enemy." Yeah, it is, isn't it." God, it made such sense that he'd bonded with her. She was a fighter… like him. "Your scalpel's your dagger." Yup.

Terrific. A bisexual dominant vampire with kidnapping expertise.

As her eyes scanned his face, he feared that she saw everything, right down t the core of him. Where his obsession with her was the strongest. -Butch and Marissa