" And the next time you choose to project into my dreams, do keep your clothes on.” He smiled. It was a very male, self-aware smile, not just sexual but carnal. The predatory look in his eyes turned ravaging. I felt the need to grab a napkin and hold it in front of me like a shield. “I can project, but I would have to be next to you to do it.” Oh crap. "

― Ilona Andrews , Burn for Me (Hidden Legacy, #1)