End of Days (Penryn & the End of Days, #3)

by Susan Ee

women.” At the word women, the Watchers become awkward and self-conscious. “I have to ask,” says Thermo. “I know the others are wondering this too. Is she your Daughter of Man?” He nods toward me. I glance at Raffe. Am I? Raffe thinks about that for a second before answering. “She is a Daughter of Man. And she is traveling with me. But she’s not my Daughter of Man.” What kind of answer is that? “Oh. So she’s available?” asks Howler. Raffe gives him an icy look. “We’re all single now, you know,” says Hawk. “They can’t punish us twice for the same crime,” says Cyclone. “And now that we know you’re out of the race, Commander, that makes me the next best-looking in line,” says Howler. “Enough.” Raffe doesn’t look amused. “You’re not her type.” The Watchers smile knowingly. “How do you know?” I ask. Raffe turns to me. “Because angels aren’t your type. You hate them, remember?” “But these guys aren’t angels anymore.”