" I don't know,” I said, taking a moment to pause for dramatic effect. “You really think I'm old lady material?" I joked, jabbing my fingers into his ribs. Bear laughed and it sent a wave of tingles over my skin. I made a note to myself to make him laugh more. He grabbed hold of my wrists and held my arms down above my head. "Babe, we just fucked, the best fuck of my entire life, with a dead body less than three feet away, if that doesn't make you old lady material, I don't know what the fuck does.” It was my turn to laugh. "
― T.M. Frazier , Soulless (King, #4)