Marella glared at Tam’s shadow. “Uh, I don’t remember giving permission for a reading.” “You heard me say it was a deal breaker before you came in here,” he reminded her. “Fine—but don’t push it, or I’ll burn the bangs right off your forehead.” “Oh good,” Sandor grumbled. “They haven’t even left yet and she’s already making threats.” Marella shrugged. “Now he knows not to mess with me.” Tam’s answering smile seemed to say he was up for the challenge.
