`` if she was that interested , she 'd have gone out with me long before now . she was n't going fast , but she 'd get there . he did n't stop even as his knuckles turned red from the wounds . saliva dripped from the corners of his mouth , and his hands were coated with blood from his trapped foot . like he knew she would eventually understand how idiotic the idea was , if only she had a couple hundred more years to consider it . she 'd left off her lipstick , though . 