We boarded the plane after boxing our stakes and knives and taking them to a FedEx carrier, airport security being so strict nowadays. In the section marked 'contents', Bones filled out 'Tofu'. God, but he had a sick sense of humor sometimes.

You can hear my dreams? God, you must never get any quiet. I'd be shooting myself in the head if I were you.

I thought Bones looked like a little slice of heaven, but you're the whole cake, aren't you, sugar?

He was impolite while making a point? This is Vlad the Impaler. His points usually come at the end of a long pole.

Between the money and the illegal merchandise, Bones was getting millions. No wonder he laughed at my salary. -Cat

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

I think this’ll definitely tide me over while we’re apart,”Bones laughed, dragging me into his arms with far more strength and quickness than was fair, considering I still had trouble making my limbs operate. “Oh, Kitten,” he murmured as his lips dragged down my throat. “You didn’t really think we were done, did you?