“She offered herself to the big, bad wolf and didn't scream when he took the first bite.”

“Who's afraid of the big bad wolf?”

“She tried to remind herself that beauty was only skin deep, but that didn't offer any helpful excuses when she was berating herself for never knowing what to say to people. There was nothing more depressing than an ugly girl with no personality.”

“Look,” she said, making the conscious decision to wrench herself back before her frustrated wolf took control and she found herself feasting on male lips currently thin with anger, “it’s nothing personal. I’m generally a bitch.”

“Nugget?" said Micah, offering a lump to Toby."Thanks," said Toby. He took a bite and chewed thoughtfully. "I think maybe it is a squirrel." He said.”

“Red?" I asked. "I've decided I'm going to call you Red from now on." "All right, I'll bite - no pun intended. Why?" He snickered in a very masculine way and lowered his voice. "'Cause I like the idea of the big bad wolf visiting you and Grandma.”