“I can smell blood, Elena,” Dmitri drawled, walking back into the room. “Are you trying to flirt?”
“I can smell your blood now. I can smell it in every room of the house.”
“The scent of the sea, a wild turbulent storm, crashing into her mind. Elena, why is Dmitri naked?”
“Uh-uh" Clay drawled above me, "Elena's played with you long enough, Its my turn”
“Elena gasped back, "I can touch the ground!""I can see you touching it!", Bonnie exclaimed with tears of joy.”
“Elena gave a low laugh. "Maleeshka, little one, it's me you're talking to, not the Cossack. I am a whore and I know the smell of men and the smell of sex. You stink of both.”