When she didn't continue, he shrugged. "Just let me bring you coffee. I want to wait on you. Makes me happy

It felt odd to realize she was frightened more by what he might know, and not of what he might be.

His cheeks were slick with tears that spilled over his diamond eyes, a ceaseless flow he neither noticed nor appeared to care about. And she had a feeling it was going to be a while before the leaking stopped-an inner artery had been nicked and this was the blood of his heart, spilling out of him, covering him.

The look in Manny´s eye was the ocular equivalent of a middle finger.

Stop it. Do not feel safe with him. The Stockholm Syndrome is not your friend.

But come on, like she hadn't seen every aisle in his grocery store already?

Vampire porn does not go out of style.