“ A beautiful young clerk might flirt with him as he browsed, but she'd never see what I did. She'd see only his shiny shell, snapped shut to hide a jumble of secondhand parts, ticking not quite as they… Cara McKenna
“ Fuckin' my man in my bed," he said over Gabriel's shoulder. "You got some goddamn nerve, girl. Cara McKenna
“ Now you make yourself come, bitch. And I'll know if you're faking. You make that cunt clench around my cock or I swear to God I'll make you regret it Cara McKenna
“ Okay. We've got about twenty minutes before I get mean again.' She laughed, relieved the night was still young, 'What are you, some kind of sex-werewolf? Cara McKenna
