Hearing that I'd come so close to dying should've terrified me, but all I could muster up was a weary "This day sucks.

I didn't understand, either, but love had no sense sometimes. Pondering the why of it was futile.

You're my Red Reaper, and I've missed you terribly.

First bubble baths. Now Disney parks. You're shattering every creep vampire myth I've ever heard.

Next to her, I felt like Carrot Top in drag. Cat re: Annette

...that left Francesca to slink into the chair opposite us. My feeling of superiority was short-lived, however, when she settled herself down and then crossed her legs. I didn't need a mirror to know my whole face had just turned red. With a hemline up to her thighs that gesture didn't leave anything to the imagination. Bones curled his fingers around mine and squeezed. His hand was still warmed from our contact moments ago. That's how fast he had to grab me again to keep me sitting where I was instead of yanking off my jacket to make her a pair of panties.

Perhaps some of the appeal of the dangerous-but-yummy paranormal anti-hero lies in his scorn for societal expectations. Yes, women have come a long way, but there are still some cultural stigmas more associated with women than men.