"You haven't kissed much." It was a statement, not a question.

Dara looked away from him. "My Master said kissing was for weaklings."

Zane thought to himself that her so-called Master deserved to be erased from the face of the earth. He wanted to do a lot of kissing with this little waif, a thought that shocked him as soon as it entered his brain. And find out more about who she was. What happened to getting rid of her as soon as possible?

"Will you tell me your ...