The two looked at each other in a sickly, sweet way. It reminded me of puppy love. It was hard to believe a man who looked that put together would settle for a tiny blonde like her, but there was something in the way she moved. She spun around and winked at us both, but the look on her face—I knew it well. It promised death if you misstepped in front of her. So, there was more to her than met the eye.
