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516 pages, Paperback
First published December 28, 2010

It wasn't fair. It really wasn't. Dead guys should not look anywhere near as good as Jesse looked, leaning there against my bedpost with the sun slanting in and catching the perfectly sculpted planes of his face...
He lifted that eyebrow, the one with the scar in it. 'Something wrong, querida?' he asked.
He was smiling now. 'I see. Against the rules?'
'Yeah,' I said. 'Big time.'
'Then you didn't warn me-' He took a step towards me. '-because you're starting to like me or anything like that?'
"So could you, um, do me a favor?' Jesse straightened. He seemed pretty surprised. I don't really ask him to do me favors all that often. 'Of course, querida,' he said, and my heart gave a little flipflop inside my chest at the caressing tone he always gave that word. I didn't even know what it meant.