Are we going to Portland?" I asked. "Or Multnomah Falls?" He smiled at me. "Go to sleep." I waited three seconds. "Are we there yet?" His smile widened, and the last of the usual tension melted from his face. For a smile like that, I'd...do anything.

Your woman tells me you will hunt me down and eat my marrow while I live." "Did she?" Charles looked at her, and she saw the approval in his face. She doubted anyone else would have read anything at all. His voice was a caress, just for her. "Would you like that, love?

I could hear him laughing. Son of a bit*h. I would kill him. I didn't care if he was coyote or the son of Satan.He was a dead man walking.

Not that I'd really been planning on keeping the attack secret; it had just been an option I'd wanted to keep open if I could.

A man who will risk nothing for love is not a man

The Elders were closer to the Maker of All Things and should be deferred to whenever they made their will known.

Cheeses crusty, got all musty, got damp on the stone of a peach.