“Let me feel how thy pulses beat.”

“Jesus Christ! A man could only take so much. She yelped as he snatched her up around the waist and sat her on the counter. Sit there and dont move. Dont bat your eyes. Dont lick your lips. Dont get...”

“It was a superstition among them that a lover who smoked would always return, even from France. A man's sexual capacity might be injured by smoking, but they would always prefer a faithful to a pot...”

“And you are?She fluttered her hand over her face andbrushed a wisp of light brown hair from her brow.The governor calls me Kitty. Itd probably be best if you did, too.What an alluring name? It make...”

“He look at you not because you are sexy, but because your perfect smile.”

“He looked at me with such raw need that my heart skipped a beat. He licked his lips and slowly lowered his head to mine. Does it even matter if he only wants me for my blood?”