Yes," he said. "I am sure. I double-checked everything after you went home yesterday. I even made a few improvements, just in case." The first part of that reassured her. The second part... not so much. "What kind of improvements?" "Oh, nothing, really. Mostly just streamlining. You really did very well; I certainly don't want you to think that I am one of those people who has to be in control all the- Oh, well, I suppose that's actually true- I do have to be in control all the time. But only because I am in charge, of course.

Ummm…” She licked her lips. “Define fun.” “Quit doing that, jailbait. It’s distracting.

An intriguing world where vampires rule, only the strongest survive, and romance offers hope in the darkest hours.

shane: so is world war fifteen over out there? claire:i think so

Maybe you're not his type." Michael said "Oh, now you're just being insulting.

If you ask me if I’m imagining it again, I’m going to punch you out, Dead Man Walking.” Michael raised his eyebrows and glanced at Eve. “He doesn’t sound crazy.” “Er,” she clarified, “crazier. He sounds like he’s back to normal, which is baseline crazy.

claire:Now shane was talking sense?Wow was it opposite day?