“Her parents exchanged an odd glance. Her mother’s lips curved. “Yes, I imagine that he possesses a rather large cannon,” she said, spearing hersausage with a fork.”

“Do my questions annoy you?”He glanced at her, his surprise evident. “No. I’m far too vain to object; I am my favorite topic.”

“He focused on the inspector, instead, though she didn't want him watching her. But Rhys liked the way she looked, particularly when her expression suggested that she'd prefer to have a gun aimed at his head rather than sit across from him in a private railcar.”

“Yes. I remember.”His voice had deepened. I remember. Mina did, too, every conversation they’d had over breakfast, and it made her heart ache. Such a strange thing... She suddenly couldn’t laugh anymore.”

“Her hand shot to the front of his breeches, making claws of her fingers and trapping his genitals in a tight grip. He froze. As if testing, she hefted thefirm weight she found. Heavy, but so very delicate.She bared her teeth. “And even in the dark, now I’ll know that I’m ripping off the right cods.”His eyes narrowed, and the hot interest she saw in his gaze sent shivers skittering down her spine. That wasn’t just business now. She tightened hergrip.”

“He expelled a long breath, smiled slightly as if in memory. “I heard them in their room. She said she was a bit tired, and he said that perhaps it was time to see what came next.”

“You've made vampire spiders?"Now it was her turn to wonder if her was serious. He should know that was't a possibility."They don't transform, just as animals and insects don't if they drink vampire blood""Can you imagine vampire mosquitoes? Or immortal, blood-sucking ants who make you feel all sexy when they bite”