“On a beautiful day like this it would be best to stay in bed so you wouldn't get up and spoil it!”

“The best thing about the bedroom was the bed. I liked to stay in bed for hours, even during the day with covers pulled up to my chin. It was good in there, nothing ever occurred in there, no people, nothing.”

“I don't know. It's like getting up in the morning. I don't want to get up but I don't want to stay in bed either.”

“The one experience that he had never had he was not going to spoil now. He probably would. You spoiled everything. But perhaps he wouldn't”

“Hephzibah normally left the dishes until the next day. Piled up in the sink so that it was near impossible to fill a kettle. And what the sink wouldn't take would stay on the kitchen table. Treslove liked that about her. She didn't believe they had to clean up after every excess. There wasn't a price to pay for pleasure.”

“I’m so sleepy.” “My beautiful girl, dawn nears. And all good vampires are to bed.” She eased up, arching a brow at him. “Then you’ll stay awake.”