“Sullivan may have a heart of coal, but I bet he looks really good in orange. And stripes. Rawr. - Lindsey”

“I mean, who does that? Who touches someone’s hair and pronounces they have magic?” “Darth Sullivan.” “Darth goddamned Sullivan.”

“Dear God,”“It should be illegal for smug vampires to look that good,” Lindsey said, clucking her tongue. “That is so true,” I agreed, thinking a little less hotness would make my relationship with Ethan a lot simpler.”

“You have to call Darth Sullivan your 'Liege'?"I grinned. "Only if I expect him to answer.”

“Darth Sullivan”

“Let’s just remember, Sullivan, that I want you for your smoked meats and your smoked meats only.”He barked out a laugh. “Touché, Sentinel.”

“I arched an eyebrow at her.She made an awful sound. "God, you're already Mrs. Sullivan.”