I suppose this is for the best," Blay said into his shoulder. "You can't cook." "See? I'm so not Prince Charming.
You don't know this yet. But you are Mine - Wrath
Will you get off me!" "But I'm giving you CPR-" "I will die before kissing you, Hollywood." Z tried to sit up, his breathing heavy. "Don't even think about it.
Uh-huh, right. Let me count all the ways you and I aren't going there.
Besides, you think I'm not used to hurting? For me, it's home sweet home, my brother.
Man, it was a good thing vampires didn't get cancer. Lately he'd been chain-smoking like a felon.