“Oh, come on, Sammy.” Tara laughs, patting him on his chest. “Can’t you push it a bit? I know you’ve got that magic. How about by the end of the week? For old times’ sake. Otherwise, I’m afraid DeVille might have a coronary.” Daniels gives me a quick look before his attention is once more consumed by Tara. He seems to be swallowing her with his eyes. They have to be more than just old friends. Ex-lovers. I’m certain of it. That realization is like a gut punch, knocking the wind out of me without any fucking warning.
