Deciding that she’d placated him enough, Keren smiled, still resisting the urge to ram her fist down his throat. If he dared to leer at her like that again, she wouldn’t hold anything back. “Does that normally work for you?”
“What?” he asked, caressing her arm with the back of his hand and making her feel as if something was crawling on her. She shuddered. His touch sickened her. Often demons had that effect on her. Keren wasn’t sensing any present but that didn’t mean they weren’t there. Every now and then, a demon would slip past her natural, inborn alarm system.
“Does what work?” he asked.
“Telling a woman she has a beautiful nose with a piss poor accent.”
His mouth opened but nothing came out. Thinking she’d bested him, Keren turned her back to him to head to a table. He seized hold of her ass, digging his fingers into her cheek hard enough to leave a bruise. All too late, she realized that he was certainly no ordinary human male.
Connected to: Romancing the Recluse (Stop Dragon My Heart Around) by Michelle M. Pillow
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