From Protector of the Grey House:
His free hand went to her cheek, and drew her in for a deep lingering kiss. He pulled away, whispered into her ear, and tried to hide the emotions in his voice. “Leave it.”
It was such a simple command, such a simple action. There was more there than what she had previously assumed. She didn’t understand why he wanted her to leave her hair alone, but it wasn’t to control her. He did that at times, to test his dominance. If she felt like playing along, she would obey. If she didn’t, she would laugh and tease him with her own dominance. They both enjoyed the game. The look in his eye and the tone of his voice did not suggest dominance; it suggested subservience, which intrigued her.
“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, to hide his emotions again. He leaned in, whispered in her ear, as he wanted the words to stay between them. “If you were a vampire, I would make you my Captain.”
He pulled back as she tensed considerably. Her eyes grew wide and her mouth was hung agape. “That’s not funny.”
Cat Stark 