A tall blonde entered the room, wearing a yellow sash that marked her as advocate. Two men followed her, carrying papers. She was lean and long-legged, with a graceful neck and nice ankles, and William took a minute to watch her come down the aisle. She looked high-strung and difficult. Still, good legs. Mmm, smelled of mimosa, too. Expensive scent. Cerise smelled better, when clean.
Ilona AndrewsAha! So Iโm not crazy.โ โYou are most definitely crazy,โ Derek said. โBut in a deranged, endearing way.
Ilona AndrewsYouโre touching me,โ I chided him. He caressed my back, sliding his hand down, hitting every sensitive point I hadnโt even known I had. โNo, this is touching you. That was just accidental contact.โ โOh? Good to know. If you touch me again and I break your arm off, you can be sure it will be completely accidental.
Ilona AndrewsWould you care for something to drink?โ โIs it poisoned?โ โItโs Saturday,โ I said. โWe only serve poison during the week.
Ilona AndrewsWould you like to borrow a pair of my panties to wave around at the next Council meeting to get the point across?โ His eyes flashed. โGot any to spare?โ I couldโve picked somebody rational. But no, I had to fall in love with this arrogant idiot. Come to the Keep with me, be my princess. Mourn me when your crazy dad kills me. Yeah, right.
Ilona Andrews