...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.

Just because some of us make a mistake in love once doesn't mean we're doomed to repeat it.

You'll drain me dry, but not my neck, and you'll beg me to stop before I'm finished." -Bones

I will never stop loving you. No one can change that. No matter what happens later, I’ll still love you.

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

Dead or not, you must be bored with women telling you how you look like the hottest, most exotic wet dream they’ve ever had. No wonder the thought of you, grapes, and some scented massage oils crossed my mind – and if you drop that towel again, I’m going to need a cold shower.

Why do these crazy vampires keep trying to collect me?