Bones smiled. “Oh, grand. Going to make me beat the truth out of you? My favorite way to work.

I know I'm delicious. Nummy.....nummy. -Vlad

My body is the only thing that’s truly mine, so I don’t give it away as though it’s worthless.

Kitty need's a tounge bath

Bones has always been smart," I muttered. "His intelligence was just camouflaged under a mountain of p**sy." Cat

Can we move this along?" a bored voice stated. "I have places to be and people to shag." "Ian, I'm not going to hug you," I stated as I approached him. "I know you like this better." With that, I slapped him hard enough to rock his head to the side. When he'd straightened, he flashed me a wicked grin. "Finally, you give me what I want. Knew you loved me, Reaper.

Aside from the obvious, Francesca, what do you want in return for supplying information?” Bones asked, getting back to the subject. “You to take me,” she replied at once. “Not gonna happen!” I spat, squeezing him possessively. Three sets of widened eyes fixed on me. That’s when I realized that what I had a firm grip on was no longer his hand.