" You were cut?” “Yeah, but I’m okay. Just a little sore.” Devilishness shined in Malik’s eyes. “What was the weapon again? Paring knife? Melon baller?” He squeezed his thumb and forefinger together. “One of those cinnamon-flavored toothpicks? "

― Chloe Neill , Biting Bad (Chicagoland Vampires, #8)