Whitney smacked Coop's snout while simultaneously pressing herself deeper into the couch. Coop fixed her with an unblinking ice-blue stare, gray-brown fur bristling along his spine. "Tory!" Whitney squealed. "He's going to attack!" "Maybe." I walked into the kitchen and snagged a Diet Coke from the fridge. "Try to protect your throat.
Kathy ReichsBen locked his eyes on mine for a long moment. Then, “How?” “How do you think?” I smiled, then slapped him full across the face
Kathy ReichsExperience is a valuable thing. It enables us to recognize mistakes when we repeat them.
Kathy ReichsToday he wore a burnt-orange shirt, black pants, and a tie that looked like a street fight at the south end of the color wheel.
Kathy ReichsI see you, Ben. I always have. You're in my pack." He pulled away. "What if being packmates isn't enough for me?
Kathy Reichs