QUOTE : Or when you wanted me in one spot and I was in another. Or when the horse was too tall, or the bed was too high, or the seas were too rough. Honestly, Matthew. You have a very selective memory when it suits you. As for making love, it’s not always the tender act that you describe. Not in the books I’ve seen. Sometimes it’s just a good, hard—’ Before I could finish my sentence, a tall, handsome vampire flung me over his shoulder. ‘We will continue this conversation in private.’ ‘Help! I think my husband is a vampire!’ I laughed and pounded on the backs of his thighs.