Derek caught my arm again as I started to move--at this rate, it was going to be as sore as my injured one. "Dog," he said, jerking his chin toward the fenced yard. "It was inside earlier." Expecting to see a Doberman slavering at the fence, I followed his gaze to a little puff of white fur, the kind of dog women stick in their purses. It wasn't even barking, just staring at us, dancing in place. "Oh, my God! It's a killer Pomeranian." I glanced up at Derek. "It's a tough call, but I think you can take him.
Kelley ArmstrongPerfect night, wasn't it?" "It could have been." I smiled up at him. "But you were there.
Kelley ArmstrongHe pivoted, gaze following me as I crossed to the shower and turned on the cold water, so it would drown out our conversation without steaming up the room. Great," he muttered."Now they're going to think we're showering together. Maybe we can just tell them we were washing off the crawl space dirt and trying to conserve water.
Kelley ArmstrongHello, Aaron," Brigid said, sliding up to him and running a finger down his chest. "You're looking good . . . as always." Aaron lifted her finger off his shirt and let it drop. "Put some clothing on, Brigid." She smiled up at him. "Why? Tempted?" "Yeah, to cover my eyes.
Kelley ArmstrongHis gaze travelled down me, then zipped back to my face. "Sorry." "Focus, Rafe." "I am. Just on the wrong thing.
Kelley ArmstrongAll right, then. Emergency medical situation, take two.โ He leaped to his feet, staggered, keeled over, then lifted his head weakly. โChloe? Is that you?โ He coughed. โDo you have my insulin?โ I placed it in his outstretched hand. โYou saved my life,โ he said. โHow can I ever repay you?โ โUndying servitude sounds good. I like my eggs scrambled.โ He held up a piece of fruit. โWould you settle for a bruised apple?โ I laughed.
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