It's not that I want you to be a certain way—don't you want a boyfriend?" "Why bother with that? Let's find incubi." "Incubi?" "Demons. Plural. Like octopi. And we're much more likely to find them"—her voice dropped conspiratorially—"while swimming naked in the Atlantic a week before Halloween than practically anywhere else I can think of.

Tithe (ed. Simon and Schuster, 2012) - ISBN: 9781471116223