Christine Feehan Quote

The mad scientist is going to chase you around with a hypodermic needle, Gregori, she teased.Gregori lifted an eyebrow, his face an unreadable mask,the pale eyes glittering with more than menace. White teeth flashed,a baring of fangs.Maybe not, Gary conceded. Not the best idea after all.Savannah was up and moving with hersensuous grace to fit herself beneath Gregori's shoulder. She looked impossibly small next to the big Carpathian, delicate, fragile even. It wasn't so much Gregori's height but the rippling muscles, the thickness of his arms and chest, and the power emanating from him. Her face was turned up toward his, her soft mouth curved with laughter, in no way intimidated by him.Gregori's arm swept around her and crushed her to him, nearly enveloping her completely. She thinks I am going to take her on this ridiculous vampire hunt.She's right,too,isn't she? Gary grinned at him.Unfortunately, Gregori admitted.