- I told Caliane that trying to civilize me is like trying to civilize a jungle cat - Naasir said with a shrug. - We pretend to like people until we get hungry and want fresh meat.

- I told Caliane that trying to civilize me is like trying to civilize a jungle cat - Naasir said with a shrug. - We pretend to like people ...

- Such a conscientious landlord. Would you fix the plumbing, too? - If you let me put my pipe in your sprocket.

- Such a conscientious landlord. Would you fix the plumbing, too? - If you let me put my pipe in your sprocket.

- There’s something about going for a ride with a beautiful woman wrapped around me. (...) - Since when is a hand on your shoulder ‘wrapped around you’? The old sadness and older hurt he’d sensed in her since the instant she came face-to-face with her brother was still there, but he could hear his Ash rising through it. - Ah, perhaps I am simply indulging in a fantasy. Foolish male that I am. A snort sounded from behind him . . . but then she slid her arms around his body, pressing her chest flush to his back, the strength of her grip making him feel possessed, owned. The contact eased the aged, potent need inside him enough that his chest no longer hurt, air filling his lungs again. - So, I ask and I receive. You’re in a generous mood. - Don’t get too cocky, cuddlebunny. His grin was bright. - What’s a cuddlebunny? - he asked, genuinely curious. - You, at the moment. Sexy, non? He loved it when she teased him. - Oui, if it makes you cuddle so close. Her laughter was husky, and it was all he needed to hear.

- There’s something about going for a ride with a beautiful woman wrapped around me. (...) - Since when is a hand on your shoulder ‘wrapped ...