Definitely winning some - at least according to the blissed-out blank slate that was Mitchell's brain at the moment. But that, too, had its disadvantages...

...at least, if you were trying that trick on a vampire. Especially one of Mitchell's breed. The overload of want and pleasure triggered his instincts a few long seconds later. He gripped her jacket, shoving her back, or at least putting in a spirited effort to.