He did so love the fact that she never let him get away with anything, even if it was frustrating at the time. A part of him loved being frustrated anyway.

He flicked her a rueful glance, and then looked down the length of his body at Andrei, shivering faintly at the sheer proximity of the vampire's mouth to his exposed genitals.

"Inner thigh," he said, his voice cracking slightly as he spoke.