From Inside the Grey House:
Vincent growled through his grin. Edwin looked at the two, not sure what to make of the woman in Vincent’s arms. She looked too old for his taste, but something about her grabbed his attention. Infuriated with being ignored, his voice was thick with loathing. “Isn’t she for me?”
Natalia turned her head to the younger vampire trying to intimidate her. Vincent informed her earlier of how old Edwin was and how much combat training he had had. She knew she could take him down in three blows. She wasn’t afraid of his inferior skills. “I’m here for Vincent’s pleasure,” she turned back to Vincent, “and for mine.”
Cat Stark 