I suggested that someone grab Bill Gates and get him to install a new operating system, but apparently he's not a demon" At Reaver's eye roll she nodded. "Right? I was surprised too.

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

Harvester’s heart soared. Reaver had offered to castrate an archangel for her. How sweet was that?

I hate you.” “I know,” he whispered. “Kiss me.” He didn’t hesitate.

Wow", he rasped. "Do you emasculate all the men, or am I speacial?

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.

In three strides Reaver was on her, his mouth crushing hers. “No more bullshit,” he said against her lips. “I want you. I think I’ve always wanted you.