Less bitching...more learning.

“That’s right, you nasty little vixen, bite me harder." Ian urged.”

“Christ girl, Ι wasn't even going to bite you. Well, not the way you're thinking…”

“All of you, leave," Vlad responded curtly."That's not nice," I mumbled. "You sh…”

“...I'd have cheerfully thrown Her Majesty and her hundred pounds of baggage to …”