“Yes, because a vampire slumber party is the pinnacle of safety conscious behavior.”

“Jasper? What do vampires do for bachelor parties? You're not taking him to a strip club, are you?”

“I don't care who's a werewolf and who's a vampire. If Angela turns out to be a witch, she can join the party too.”

“It was a weird thing for me, because I don't read vampire books. I don't watch vampire movies. I'm not into the horror genre. I'm a wuss, I'm a scaredy cat.”

“And you're worried, not because you're headed to meet a houseful of vampires, but because you think those vampires won't approve of you, correct?”“That's right,” I answered immediately, hiding my surprise at his casual use of the word.He shook his head. “You're incredible.”

“I believe that. But I want you to know something — when it comes to all this enemies nonsense, I’m out. I am a neutral country. I am Switzerland. I refuse to be affected by territorial disputes between mythical creatures. Jacob is family. You are . . . well, not exactly the love of my life, because I expect to love you for much longer than that. The love of my existence. I don’t care who’s a werewolf and who’s a vampire. If Angela turns out to be a witch, she can join the party, too.”

“Damn it! This chick runs with vampires!”