Tyler trailed off with a shrug. She knew what he meant.
“Pathetic bags of blood huh?” An eyebrow rose inquisitively. He grinned to himself has he examined her collarbones. Well, to be more precise, he was actually looking at the pale, smooth skin that covered those bones. “Some people call those cats,” he teased.
He lowered his head till it rested on her chest. His nostrils breathed in her smell, and he could almost taste the thin layer of salt on her skin.