“Doubt she’ll be in town long enough to entertain you, Trev,” Brody grunts, not so much as flicking his eyes in my direction. “What makes you say that?” I snip, my cheeks flushing red. Another look at my body, or my outfit, maybe. “You really want me to answer that, sweetheart?” Steam nearly shoots from my nostrils as they flare. “You’ve known me for five seconds.” “I only needed three.” My fingers curl as my lips twitch. “To finish? And that’s something you’re proud of?”
