I want you to meet my dad." “I would be honored, Alessandra.” Sabin smiled down at her, adoring her as much with his eyes as with his touch. “But tarnation, woman, you’re taking me to my end. You look like the cat that ate the canary. If you don’t vanilla up, your daddy’s gonna kill me on sight.” “Ate? I mauled that little f***er and swallowed his yellow ass whole.” “Yeah,” Sabin laughed, “and he’s one lucky bird, but he ain’t little.