I leaned back in my chair, stretching luxuriantly, delibrately letting my jacket fall open. Predictably, his eyes moved down my body-some things outlast even the change. I grinned and he looked away, a rueful smile twitching at his lips. I finished breakfast in peace.
Karen ChanceFresh blood at midnight isn't red. It's a purplish black that easily blends into the shadows.
Karen ChanceWe're going jogging." "I don't run for recreation. I run when someone's after me with a weapon." "That can be arranged.
Karen ChanceMircea must have heard us come in, but he continued what he was doing. He stood with his back to us, the candlelight on his bare skin causing his muscles to fall into sharp relief. He’d washed the river gunk out of his hair and now he threw it back, the water droplets shimmering in the light. The scene looked for all the world like a really good romance novel cover.
Karen Chance