" Did you fuck him?”
“Ah!” I yelled. “Of course not!” I rubbed my face with both hands and kept it buried there a minute. “Wouldn’t I be an addict if I did?” I raised my face.
Barrons studied me, dark eyes cold. “Not if he protected you.”
“They can do that? Really?”
“Try not to sound so intrigued, Ms. Lane. "

― Karen Marie Moning , Bloodfever (Fever, #2)