Bill, what's your favorite fantasy?" I asked. Weirdly enough, I felt much better after designing all these happy endings.
Bill glanced over at me quizzically. We were almost to my house. "My favorite fantasy? You come down into my daytime resting place stark naked," he said. I could see the gleam of his teeth as he smiled. "Oh wait," Bill said. "That's already happened."
"There's gotta be more to it," I said. Then I could have bitten off my tongue.
"Oh, there is." His eyes told me exactly what happened after that.
"And that's your fantasy? That I come into your house naked and have sex with you?"
"After that, you tell me that you have sent Eric on his way, that you want to be with mine forever, and that to share my life you will permit me to make you a vampire like me."
The silence now was thick, and the fun had drained out of the fantasy.
Then Bill added, "You know what I'd say when you told me this? I'd tell you I would never do such a thing. Because I love you.

Autore: Charlaine Harris