“Jason patted me on the back. “Tomorrow night we'll take you out chasing deer.”“I thought you'd chase cars,” I said.He grinned. “What fun is that? Cars don't bleed.”

“Daemon scratched his chest, his expression doubtful. “And how are wegoing to get her to exert energy.” Andrew grinned from across the room. “We could take her out to a fieldand chase her around in our cars. That sounds fun.”

“I’m like a dog chasing cars, I wouldn’t know what to do if I caught one, you know, I just do…things.”

“You try almost dying, being chased, thenhopping in a car with a complete (horny)stranger.”

“Curran gave me a flat look. "I can always drive to a burger joint instead." "Oh, so you'd throw a burger down my throat and expect making out in the back seat?"He grinned. "We can do it in the front seat instead, if you prefer. Or on the hood of the car.""I'm not doing it on the hood of the car." "Is that a dare?" Why me?”

“Something radically new, the producer tells me. Think Virginia Woolf with dead bodies and car chases.”