“Well, first of all, you can't expect me to have coherent thoughts when you're touching me. Second, you're too... good-looking. Good-looking people usually get what they want.”

“Stop looking at me like that.""Like what?""Like you're hunting me. I'm not an antelope.”

“This is something you can't deny. You belong with me. You're mine.”

“I don't want you to see only a tiger when you look at me. I want you to see me. The man.”

“Kishan stretched out his hand and touched and earring lightly. His rakish pirate about-to-make-off-with-your-woman-and-what-do-you-think-you're-gonna-do-about-it look melted away to a soft smile that turned up the corner of his mouth.”

“All things considered, I'd rather have monkeys," Kishan shouted.I shivered. "Tell you what. We'll rent King Kong and The Birds. Then you can decide."He yelled as he ran from a swooping bird, "Are you asking me on a date? Because if you are, it will definitely give me more incentive to come out of this alive.""Whatever works""You're on.”

“Don't do that again, he growled in my mind.Smiling, I thought. You have to admit it was cool.Cool? You are a devastatingly beautiful angel of death. If death came for me and it looked like you, I'd go willingly.”