“There's nothing I can do that's going to drive you away, is there?" I murmured.Owen flashed me a sly grin. "Finally figuring that out, are you?I nodded.His grin deepened. "Well, it sure took you long enough.”

“Better be careful talking about how good my cooking is. Roslyn might get jealous.”The vampire madam let out a soft laugh. “Oh, I’ll freely admit that your cooking is much better than mine, Gin. But I have certain skills you don’t, especially in the bedroom. I think that Xavier far prefers those, even over a plate of the Pork Pit’s best barbecue.”Roslyn gave Xavier a sly look, and the giant’s grin widened.“Well played, Roslyn,” I murmured. “Well played.”

“I know, I know. But I can always kill him later. This way, at least we get to humiliate him first.”Finn eyed me. “Sometimes I think you’re even more devious, twisted, and vicious than I am.”I grinned. “You only wish you could be as ruthless as me.”“Absolutely.”

“You won't hurt me. I know you won't." Logan said."How can you be so sure?" I whispered."Because you're that Gypsy girl, and I'm the bad-boy Spartan. And I think it's time we were finally together, don't you?”

“Y’all might as well come on out,” I said. “I know you’re there. I can smell you.”“Smell me? But I just took a shower this morning!” an indignant voice drifted out of the shadows.There was a loud sound, like someone was getting smacked upside the head. Then another voice let out a low mutter.“Shut up, idiot.”

“Two students severely injured, you yourself covered in blood, a Reaper on the premises, a Fenrir wolf running around loose somewhere, and extensive property damage to the resort. Well?" Nickamedes snapped. "What do you have to say for yourself, Gwendolyn?"I thought for a second, then grinned at him. "I followed your directions exactly. I never set one foot outside the hotel.”

“I’ll give you this, Spartan. You sure can kiss. Feel free to lay one on me anytime you want to."“Well, I do aim to please,” he drawled. “You should see what I can do with my hands. And other parts of my body.”I rolled my eyes. “Seriously? You’ve been cut open like a fish, there’s a psycho-killer Reaper after us, and you’re still hitting me up for sex?”Logan shrugged, but the devilish light didn’t fade from his gaze. “Hey, you can’t blame a guy for trying.”