Nathaniel really, truly grows tired of all the sex and how it's used. At least when he was hooking things were so much clearer. He remains very aware of Asher, where the vampire was, how close, the scent.

"There's more to it, Asher," he says, finally looking up. Tears hover in his eyes, but because he doesn't blink, they don't fall. "Anita loves you in some way. Whatever way that is, it's there. And you're a fool if you think you can convince me Jean-Claude didn't want you there, that the two of you didn't quietly jump for joy that she made that move."