“The sheriff. I love older men in positions of authority,” Selena blushed as she told me that.“Duly noted, speaking as one,” I winked at my mi...dle daughter.“Would you be a fang-banger, if you could?” Tricia asked Selena.“Depends on the vampire. Bill, maybe. That crazy bald one, hell, no! And who the fuck is really killing those fang-bangers, anyway?” Selena thought aloud.“I think that’s kind of the point, all that mystery and such. Dawn kind of annoyed me, though, so I don’t know if I was too. "Kizuna, your mother is almost done making some cookies. Go in there and get some for you and Yuusou," he said."What kind of cookies are they?" Chocolate chip. Go."When she left, he closed the door and sat on the bed (he made us use a regular bed, instead of a Japanese one). I guessed I was in trouble."Yuusou, we need to talk about something," Dad said. I knew I was in trouble and wondered if it had to do with Shinka and the stains on the quilt. I began planning how I'd explain it. "I don't. Where desire is concerned, in the conflict between head and heart, the heart wins every time.With slightly regretful hands, she reached out, her fingers tracing a line on my skin just below my belly button and along the top of the towel, gently tugging at the loose knot and watching as it parted like a curtain“Oh my God,” she exclaimed, drawing her hand up to her mouth as the towel dropped on to the cold, damp tiles at my feet. I’d seen that look before a number of times: wide-eyed wonder.And. ‘I want to keep it between us for now. Just drop me off at the corner, will you?’ ‘Carl knows about us already.’ ‘How? Have you told him?’ ‘No need. That old devil can see right through me. It’s just a matter of time before the others catches up.’ ‘Still, I would like to keep it private for now.’ ‘As you wish, honey,’ he smiled as he stopped the car. Turning towards her, his lips met hers with a hungry insistence that made her moan in reply. He broke off with a soft sigh. ‘We’re here. So, get.