She'd read somewhere that normal, healthy men got up to twenty erections a day. Um...yep, Ares was definitely healthy.

Yep, ouch. He and apologies didn’t get along.

Your mom is my sunset, and you are my dawn.

That's my girl," he murmured. "I'm not your girl." "Well," he said not bothering to hide his smile from her sightless eyes, "the good news is that the honey gave you back your sparkling personality." "And the bad news?" "The honey gave you back your sparkling personality.

Hurry," she breathed. Man, talk about pressure. He was supposed to get it up while demon hordes were trying to kill him, and Satan himself was knocking at the door.

She turned to him, her cheeks burning red. “What is this? Vampire porn?” “Yep.” “Oh, and this is a good one. Muffy the Vampire Layer.

She narrowed her eyes and concentrated on his mouth. Name. He wanted her name. She had to think about it for a second before she remembered. Great. She must have hit her head. Which, duh, explained the headache.