From Protector of the Grey House:
“What do you wish to do?” Her hands relaxed in her lap, and his hand rested over hers.
Vincent traced her jaw line with his forefinger. He closed his eyes, hiding his emotions again. He leaned in and whispered in her ear, wanting the words to stay between them. “If you were a vampire, I would make you my Captain.”
He pulled back as he felt shock take over her body. She tensed considerably, and her eyes grew wide. Her mouth was hanging agape. “That’s not funny.”