“Tell her we don’t bite.” “I don’t lie to my friends.”

“Don’t tell me you don’t wonder, don’t th—” “I fucking don’t!” He grabbed her upper arms, held her in place, the raw fury in his voice a wild thing. “I made my choice, and I chose you. Don’t you do this. Don’t you destroy us.”

“Don’t run from me, sweetheart, he thought as he took the final steps to her. I only bite a little.”

“I don’t want to lose my memories. Don’t make me forget. I would rather die asElena, than live as a shadow.”

“I’d kiss you over and over because I love the taste of you, but I’d have to play with those pretty, pretty breasts. I’d suck and lick and maybe even bite a little. You don’t mind teeth, do you, Grace?”

“So the big, bad, and able-to-mind-control angel thinks you’re his. Asin ‘I don’t share my woman.”

“Now a small woman, with dangerous curves. I could bite into her.”