“The corners of his lips picked up. "You really didn't know I've been following you for the last five weeks?"Yeah, please feel free to make me feel stupid for that, Ken doll. I shook my head."Well, of course not, because if you knew someone was watching you, you probably wouldn't have given yourself a spanking on the roof."And just like that, the man turned the humour back on. Weird.- Chapter 3: Heather and Brendan”

“I took a deep breath and kept my focus fixed on her. "Making me chase you wouldn't be a good idea right now, flower," I stated, fully aware of my Wolf."No, it wouldn't, but you need to stay over there," she said firmly.My brow furrowed. "Why?""Because, if you come near me, I will want to kiss you," she said, nibbling her lower lip the way I wanted to."Well good, because I want to kiss you too." I moved back the way I had come, and so did she. "Clare—""No, not good." She shook her head. "Kissing leads to touching, or grinding, or"—she shuddered as her energy suggestively brushed against mine— "or petting, and almost stripping.”

“Killing me still on the agenda, tough girl?"I walked over to the desk. "Yup, right here next to buy Brendan a leash.""Glad to know you have a sense of humour.""I wasn't joking." I mumbled, knowing he would be able to hear me.”

“How long are you planning on us sitting up here, kid?" Brendan asked.I looked over at him. He sat still, with his head leant back against the rooftop wall, his eyes closed, his hands resting on his lap."Sorry, is being here getting in the way of your beauty sleep?""I don't need beauty sleep, kid. I'm naturally this good-looking."I snorted."Whatever makes you feel good, Shifter." No point boosting his ego.”

“A sly smirk curled at the corner of his mouth as he peered into the trunk. "Why do you have Robin Hood's toy chest?"- Brendan Daniels”

“Luca knows we're following him." His voice, soft and deep, seemed to roll right through to my bones. "We don't have time for you to shimmy up and down drainpipes like you usually do."My coat dropped in a heap on the floor, and I suddenly felt able to breathe without the hot, sticky weight of the leather clinging to me. Maybe we didn't have time to . . . ."Did you say shimmy?"He nodded."I never shimmy. I climb.""Then you and I have different views on what climbing is.”

“Don’t you like them?” She ran her fingers across the waistband ofher panties.“I’m afraid I can’t appreciate them in such low lighting. You will have to take them off and let me have a better look.” He tried to smile innocently. She rested her hands on her hips and shook her head slowly.“Very well. I will have to do it for you.” He took a step closer to her.”