About how much sex I didn’t get? Go ahead.

Ah, Morganville. Where dressing to hide bloodstains was just good daily planning.

See?" he said, with an unholy amount of glee. "I hardly broke any laws at all. I should drive more often." "No. Trust me, you shouldn't," Eve said. "Think of all the little old people and the children.

You are so lucky I'm too tired to murder you right now.

Silence, and then Eve said, "Okay, that was extra creepy, with whipped creepy topping. And this is me, changing my mind.

Eve was still frowning at the pasta like she suspected it was going to do something clever, like try to escape from the pot.

My vampire boss, who would like to maybe be my boyfriend, just dropped in to tell me he was running away because Morganville’s too dangerous.