well behaved women

Excerpt of vampire fiction written to amuse myself that is, in its entirety, mostly porn (but this bit's harmless):

“Was that a joke?” The vampire prince said, his voice cool.

They were clustered on a balcony, stained-glass doors separating them from the main party, the sky above dark and smooth and studded with flickering stars. His skin was alabaster pale and smooth, and his hair was soft and dark and curled over his brow. His eyes were large and a clear light brown that looked coppery under the right light; his mouth sensual, his cheekbones sculpted, a line between dark, winged brows.

“A joke?” She said dubiously.

“If so,” he said, “it wasn’t very amusing.”

“What would I be joking about?” She asked, debating briefly whether sarcasm actually counted as humour.

Marcus Andreas Argent, vampire prince, heir to the entire bloodthirsty clan that ruled half the continent, most coldly beautiful young man she had ever encountered, said proudly, “I’m going to grow up and be a dentist.” And Lyla knew right then on the spot that she was madly in love.

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