My Vampire Master: A Contract of Blood and Lust
"You make it hard for me to hate vampires, in general."
"Why is that?" I say in a low voice.
After slowly opening her eyes, she places a hand on my chest, her fingers tracing the line of the buttons on my shirt.
"Isn't it rather obvious?"
"Say it."
"Is that an order, Master?" she says teasingly, though the sadness in her eyes hasn't gone away.
"Let's pretend for a while...that we're not master and attendant," I say, lowering my head next to her ear. "I want you to say it, Ara."