"I'm asking the questions tonight." One day I was going to write a book: How to Dictate to a Dictator and Evade an Evader, subtitled How to Handle Jericho Barrons.
He snorted. "If an illusion of control comforts you, Ms. Lane, by all means, cling to it."
"Jackass." I gave him a look modeled on his own.
He laughed, and I stared, then blinked and looked away...For a moment there he hadn't looked dark, forbidding, and cold, but dark, forbidding, and...warm. In fact, when he'd laughed he'd looked...well...kind of hot.
~ Bloodfever by Karen Marie Moning