“Lucern felt himself "She called my erections wonderful?" Entienne just gaped, then raised a fist to knock on his brother's forehead as if it were a door "Hello! Earth calling Luc! She thinks it's rigor mortis.”

“I don't think you can call it stalking when it's just phone calls and letters and emails and knocking on the door.”

“In an angry fit, my mother had called him an airhead, who couldn't find his brain even if it came knocking on his door.”

“Remembering this, he feels the old, hot prickle in his eyes. He thinks, Yes. But it vanishes. His angry heart calls for his attention, a fist on the door of his ribcage, beating.”

“She kissed Mitch on the forehead. “Hello, pretty kitty.”

“What's going on?" Kynan askedLuc smiled, which was little more than a baring of his teeth. "She's a warg. She knows I know, but I'm guessing her human buddies don't know. She's afraid I'll tell.""Are you going to?""That depends." "On what?"Luc's voice dropped an octave. "Whether or not she gives me what I want.""And that is?""Fifteen minutes. Naked.""That's blackmail."Luc snorted. "Wargs call it negotiation." "So you want fifteen minutes...what will she want?""With me?" Luc winked. "Two hours.”