His eyes met mine at the soft touch, and a chime seemed to shake the ley line, realigning the universe. He was mine.
Kim HarrisonMy office is trashed,โ he grumped as he squished across his damp carpet and took the coffee that I was holding out to him. โWhy are you smiling? My fish are dead.
Kim HarrisonCome work for me, and Iโll tell you.โ My eyes went to his. โYou are a thief, a cheat, a murderer, and a not-nice man,โ I said calmly. โI donโt like you.โ He shrugged, the motion making him look utterly harmless. โIโm not a thief,โ he said. โAnd I donโt mind manipulating you into working for me when I need it.โ He smiled, showing me perfect teeth. โI enjoy it, actually.
Kim Harrison