Phineas gave Abigail an encouraging smile. “Chillax, dudette. He didn’t want to bite you.”
She wondered if she’d overreacted. “He didn’t?”
“Naw.” Phineas smirked. “He just wanted to jump your bones.
Don’t give me the evil eye. You were the one about to star in an X-rated porno flick."-Phineas
Kerrelyn SparksI see.” The nurse nodded. “How can I help you?”
“I’m Inspector Mc—” Phineas halted, obviously having second thoughts about using his real name.
“Man-boob,” Brynley finished for him.
He stiffened.
“What can I do for you, Inspector McMan-boob?” the nurse asked.
He gritted his teeth. “It’s muscle.”
“Inspector Muscle?” the nurse asked.
“Yes. Exactly.” He gave Brynley a triumphant look. “And this is my assistant, Nurse—”
“Doctor,” Brynley corrected him.
“Doctor . . .” He glanced down at her chest. “A-cup.”
“B-cup!”
He arched a brow. “You’ll have to prove it.
Jack zoomed into the clearing at vampire speed. His eyes widened at the sight of Phineas and Brynley hovering twelve feet in the air. “I heard a gunshot. Are you all right?”
“Dagnabbit! Another alien!” Digger bellowed.
“Where?” Jack glanced behind him, then gasped when Digger shifted back into a bear and charged. He levitated, too. “Merda! Now I see why you’re floating.
Damn.” Phineas turned the Big Boy off, then noticed he’d left the box on the bed. Damn, had Zoltan seen it? He stuffed the phallus back into the box, but must have jammed too hard, for it started wiggling again.
“Stop it.” He punched a button, but it merely increased its speed, the tip spiraling in wild circles.
Damn! He watched in horror. It was like a whirlybird on steroids! How could a man compete with that? He ripped the balls off it and emptied out the batteries. “Die, you freakin’ dildo, die!
Digger motioned to Zoltan. “What about that one? He has funny eyes. Could be an alien.”
“He’s Zoltan, a vampire like me,” Phineas explained.
“Are you sure? Zoltan sounds like an alien planet.
Oh,Angus, where's the beef?
Kerrelyn SparksStichwörter: love-at-stake kerrelyn-sparks
I can’t date a man who has survived for centuries by biting women and sucking their blood.” — Heather
“I bet he gives one hell of a hickey.” — Fidelia
But he’s a vampire.” — Heather
Fidelia shrugged. “Nobody’s perfect. My second husband—he had six toes on one foot.”
“This is a little more serious than that. Jean-Luc is literally dead half the time.”
Fidelia nodded. “For most men, that would be an improvement.
His mouth tilted and his eyes twinkled. "I knew it. One look into yer eyes and I could fall at yet feet.
Kerrelyn SparksStichwörter: love
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