Qhuinn was vaguely aware that his chest was pumping up and down and that his hands had become fists-“Pull the f*ck over!” he screamed as he slammed the dashboard hard enough to send one of the air vents flying.
The flatbed was wrenched over and the brakes squealed as their velocity slowed. But Qhuinn was out of there. Dematerializing, he escaped through the crack in the window... along with Blay’s exhale.
—Lover at Last, pg. 51 of the manuscript
ETA 9/4/12: For more Qhuay discussion, check out Kate Nagy's post “Qhuay: M/Mainstreaming M/Man-Love in J.R. Ward’s Black Dagger Brotherhood”