“Chris whistled. "Damn. That's hot."She swatted him. "Yeah, yeah," she dais. But her stomach fluttered. "I'm roasting actually.""That's not what I-”

“Where have you been?" I asked weakly. A few minutes ago I would have rather died than questioned him. Let him know I care. But I'm too sick to be strong, kick ass Rayne at the moment."Vegas" he says.I raise an eyebrows. "Uh, okay. Win anything?" I can't believe he was off gambling as I lay dying. I mean, I know poker is hot and all, but couldn't he have waited a couple of days for that straight flush?"I got what I went for, if that's what you mean.""What, a lap dance?"He chuckes. "Even sick, you're still funny, Rayne.”

“Of all the apocalypses in all the world - she had walked into his.”

“Can we cut the Zen crap for a moment?" I ask. "I'm trying to beat this bag to a pulp.”

“Whatcha doin', Freak Girl?" ---------------------------"What does it look like, brainiac?" I shot back, even surprising myself with the force of my jab. "I'll give you three guesses. No, wait. Don't strain yourself. Wouldn't want to hurt your head." I waved a flyer in his face, channeling my inner mean girl. "See these? I'm hanging them...on a...wall!" I spoke the last part slowly, as if addressing a dim-witted child. Which wasn't far off the mark, now that I thought about it. "With tape," I added, waving at the dispenser. "You know-sticky, sticky!”

“What, are you like Buffy or something? A vampire slayer?”I wish. “No, but my sister is. And my boyfriend’s a vampire so I know a lot about their kind.”Jayden shrinks back from me, wide-eyed.“No, no. He’s one of the good ones. Not all vampires are evil,” I assure him.“So…you’re dating…Edward Cullen.”“Sure, if you have to relate it all to a Stephenie Meyer book,” I grudgingly agree. “But don’t say that to Magnus’s face. He’s a card-carrying member of Team Jacob. Even has the T-shirt.”

“I can sue you? Cool." I rummage around in my purse for a pen, wanting to write this down. "Under what? Medical malpractice? Assault with a deadly fang?" I look up. "How much you think the courts would award me for that?" Rayne frowns. "Sunny, stop being a bitch. Can't you see poor Magnus is freaking out here?""I need to stop being a bitch? For Magnus's sake?" I stare at her, unbelieving. "Uh, hello? He's the guy who walked up and bit me for absolutely no reason whatsoever.”