“By the way, do I really remind you of that child you went to school with?” “Alex Murphy? Nah.” She shrugged dismissively. “You’re much hotter than he was.” She hesitated. “Do people use the word ‘hot’ like that in 1892? Probably not, but with this book it’s just one more anachronism for the pile.” “I understand the meaning.” Damien rumbled. Damn, but he loved hearing the truth when it told him just what he wanted to know.
