“Would you like to borrow a pair of my panties to wave around at the next Council meeting to get the point across?”His eyes flashed. “Got any to spare?” I could’ve picked somebody rational. But no, I had to fall in love with this arrogant idiot. Come to the Keep with me, be my princess. Mourn me when your crazy dad kills me. Yeah, right.”

“I never got along with my dad. Kids used to come up to me and say, "My dad can beat up your dad." I'd say Yeah? When?”

“Lou, honey, I'll buy you a new pair of shoes if you'll stop flashing your panties at everyone sitting across the room from us. You are wearing panties, right?"I glance up and across at Stefan. His words register a moment later and my head swivels toward the other side of the room. There are a number of people staring at me. One of them is Detective Terry Shay. Or I think it is. He's not looking directly at me. He's looking up my skirt”

“My eyes went to him. "Your rule, honey. I can go put panties on." His eyes came to me. "You do, I get the strap.”

“All My LifeAll my life I've been searching for somethingSomething never comes, never leads to nothingNothing satisfies, but I'm getting closeCloser to the prize at the end of the ropeAll night long I dream of the dayWhen it comes around and it's taken awayLeaves me with the feeling that I feel the mostFeel it come to life when I see your ghostCalm down, don't you resistYou've such a delicate wristAnd if I give it a twistSomething to hold when I lose my gripWill I find something in thereTo give me just what I needAnother reason to bleedOne by one hidden up my sleeveOne by one hidden up my sleeveHey don't let it go to wasteI love it but I hate the tasteWeight keep pinning me downHey don't let it go to wasteI love it but I hate the tasteWeight keep pinning me downWill I find a believerAnother one who believesAnother one to deceiveOver and over down on my kneesIf I get any closerAnd if you open up wideAnd if you let me insideOn and on I got nothing to hideOn and on I got nothing to hideHey don't let it go to wasteI love it but I hate the tasteWeight keep pinning me downHey don't let it go to wasteI love it but I hate the tasteWeight keep pinning me downAll my life I've been searching for somethingSomething never comes, never leads to nothingNothing satisfies, but I'm getting closeCloser to the prize at the end of the ropeAll night long I dream of the dayWhen it comes around and it's taken awayLeaves me with the feeling that I feel the mostFeel it come to life when I see your ghostThen I'm done, done, on to the next oneDone, done, and I'm on to the next oneDone, done, and I'm on to the next oneDone, done, and I'm on to the next oneDone, done, and I'm on to the next oneDone, done, and I'm on to the next oneDone, done, and I'm on to the next oneDone, I'm done, and on to the nextDone, done, on to the next oneDone, I'm done, and on to the next oneDone, done, on to the next oneDone, I'm done, and on to the nextHey don't let it go to wasteI love it but I hate the tasteWeight keep pinning me downHey don't let it go to wasteI love it but I hate the tasteWeight keep pinning me downDone, done, on to the next oneDone, I'm done, and on to the next”

“Frozen, I stood staring at him like he was a vision or something. His hair was still damp, and a few droplets glistened on his face. When he caught me, warmth burned across my cheeks.“Were you just ogling me, Angel?”“No, I wasn’t.”He chuckled. “I think you were.”I whirled around and swept my hands to my hips. “Fine I was ogling you. Happy now?”“Actually I am. I like it when you look at me like you want me. Like you think I’m… handsome.”My brows rose in surprise. “Handsome? That doesn’t sound like the way you would describe yourself.”With a grin, he asked, “And just how would I describe myself?”“Hmm, sexy, hot as hell, and panty melting?” I challenged as I handed him a Coke.“Yeah, you’re right. Those really describe me better.”