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“Just because something looks pretty doesn’t mean it’s art.” “What is art, if not beauty? Art stirs our deepest passions, regardless of its origins. Is knowledge of its history a prerequisite to our pleasure?”
There were only two areas he avoided—his father’s private quarters, and the dining room.
“Are your pants hot? Like, on fire?” “Excuse me?” “Because you’re such a liar!”
“In the meantime, I trust you’ll behave yourself for our Hastings visitors?” Dorian flashed a wolfish smile. “Mr. Donovan, when am I not a perfect gentleman?” Aiden waited until he was safely out the door before he finally replied. “Would you like my response in an e-mail, a photo essay, or a spreadsheet with sortable columns?”
“To your father.” Chernikov raised his glass. “May he find peace.” “In hell? Tough mission, Nikolai. Even for a king.” “Perhaps he has treasure map.”
Outside his own unfortunate gene pool, Dorian didn’t know any parents who’d subject their children to such torture. Still, while Dorian’s family was full of enough dysfunction to keep a hundred therapists busy for a thousand years, he wouldn’t trade them. There was something about blood and shared history that had made them loyal to one another in ways that sired vampires—despite their vows and the adoption of their sires’ names—were not.
Doctors say the line between passion and madness is so thin, the chemical profile of the brain of a person experiencing the early euphoric stages of love is nearly identical to that of a person going insane. The girls had joked about it at the time, vowing to stay single and sane for life. But now, thanks to Dorian Redthorne, Charley was beginning to understand exactly what the doctors meant.
She was Charlotte D'Amico, after all. Trained by the best in the business. All she had to do was set aside her personal feelings, her severely malfunctioning moral compass, and—oh, right—her last shred of human decency.
“Didn’t anyone ever tell you gamers make the best lovers? Excellent manual dexterity and control, not to mention our dogged persistence in the face of a worthy opponent.”
