" Bouvier, Magnus Bouvier.” “I do not know the name.” “Should you?” He just smiled at me. It meant nothing and everything. “You are an irritating son of a bitch.” “Ah, ma petite, how can I resist you when you whisper such sweet endearments to me?” I glared at him, which made him smile wider. There was just the faintest hint of fang peeking into view. Someone "

― Laurell K. Hamilton , Bloody Bones (Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter #5)