Donโt you have something to do? (Sin) If not for the fact it would result in your breaking every bone in my body and making me cry for Mommy, Iโd be calling some cops. As it stands, I think my neck is best served by trying to talk sense into you. (Kish)
Sherrilyn KenyonYes, and for the record, he thinks youโre insane, too. (Otto) Oh, goodie. But I guess thatโs only fair since I think heโs psychotic. (Susan)
Sherrilyn KenyonThe Simi gots some barbecue sauce in her bag. It kind of looks like blood if you squint at it the right way. And it donโt coagulate between your teeth like blood or give you them funky burps, not to mention it tastes a lot better too. Especially over that type A stuff. Bleh! Iโd rather eat my shoes. But that O-flavored bloodโฆyum! (She straightened and held one finger up in a gesture that strangely reminded him of Smokey the Bear.) And just remember, kids, three out of four demons all prefer barbecue sauce over hemoglobin. (Simi)
Sherrilyn KenyonHow did you fastforward and turn it off? (Danger) I wanted it off and off it went. (Alexion) Wow, thatโs amazing. I guess this makes me the luckiest woman in the world. (Danger) How so? (Alexion) Iโve found the only man alive who wonโt ever shout out, โhoney, whereโs the remote?โ then tear my house apart in pursuit of it. (Danger)
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