“I never forget,” Myrnin said in a choked whisper. “Certainly not with your nails in my throat. They’re quite an excellent mnemonic device.”

“You've turned into quite a bossy little thing," Myrnin said. "I think I might like it.”

“I don’t see a way in,” Eve whispered.Why are you whispering?” Myrnin whispered back. “Vampires can hear us, anyway.”

“I would never build a lawn trimmer," Myrnin said. "What did the lawn ever do to me?”

“I wrestled futilely, then relaxed as a vine wrapped three times around my throat and squeezed.Right," I choked out, and shut my eyes. "I'll wait here, then.”

“That's very rude," Myrnin said. "I haven't brought my fangs our for some time. Not in mixed company, anyway.”

“Amelie said, “I won’t be your servant in Morganville. Nor should you be mine. Equals.” She offered her hand to him, and he looked down at it, clearly taken aback. But he took it. “Now defend what is ours, my partner.”He grinned … grinned! … and whirled to meet Myrnin in midleap as Myrnin attacked.”