““You killed him, Anita. You killed him without thinking about it. Even now, there’s no regret in you, no doubt.” He was right. I didn’t feel bad about it. Scary, but true. “So you invited me to come play because I’m now as much of a sociopath as you are.” “Oh, I’m a much better sociopath,” he said. “I’d never let a vampire sink his fangs into my neck. And I wouldn’t date the terminally furry.” “Do you date anyone, ever?” He just smiled that irritating smile that meant he wasn’t going to answer. But he did. “Even Death has needs.” Edward dating? That was something I had to see.””
