“Touch? Other guys? He knew she’d have to, but to hear her say it, to know she’d tried… A terriblepressure condensed in his chest cavity and his skull, and then he heard some sort of monster in the room—”

“. “It’s time, bro.” “No.” “Wraith, Shade is about to collapse.” Wraith glanced over at his brother, who was trembling so hard his teeth were chattering. His dermoire’s glow had faded and began to flicker. “You’ve got to let her go.” A sob welled up in Wraith’s throat. The moment Shade let go of Serena, she’d die. And if the turning didn’t take… I’ll lose her forever. Eidolon gave Wraith’s shoulder a little squeeze. Oh, Gods… Wraith closed his eyes and nodded. Instantly, Shade’s power cut off, and Serena’s chest stopped moving. Her heart thumped once. Twice. And beat no more. The only sound in the room after that was the sound of Wraith’s scream.”

“He leaped to his feet, grabbed her, and spun her to face him. "No more bullshit, Sin. Feel what you've done."He took her hand and pressed it to her chest, where her heart was pounding painfully fast. So was his."Let yourself feel something for someone else."~Con”

“She crossed her arms over her chest, and his gaze went automatically to her breasts, which were no nicely plumped by her biceps. Yeah, he was a sex demon. Shoot him. "what are you going to do? And eyes up, mister."Busted.”

“The entire hospital seemed to go still, watching and waiting, and what the hell was up with Sin and guys on horses anyway? "Well, who is he?""War."Con stared at her. "War. Just...War. What kind of name is that?" Nope, not jealous at all of muscle-bound handsome guy."Yeah, you know, the original War. Second Horseman of the Apocalypse?"Con nearly swallowed his fucking tongue. Everyone else in the ER scrambled backward. Even Eidolon backed up a step as the guy swung down from the horse. Christ, standing, the guy was damned near seven feet tall."Sin," he said in an impossibly deep voice. He approached her, bent to kiss her cheek, and Con bristled."Big horse," Con ground out. "Compensating much?”

“...and horror of horrors, he realized that he was experiencing some sort of a crush.He needed to kill something.”

“You should smile more often.''Can't.' He grunted as he opened her shirt to expose her chest. 'My face might freeze like that.”