Dragon Bound (Elder Races, #1)

by Thea Harrison

Despite herself, she had to smile. He made vegetarianism sound so foreign, like cooking dog food. “That was very thoughtful of you, thank you.”

“Well, I didn’t know it was going to be you, did I?” She showed him the switchblade she was holding against her thigh. His severe face lit with a smile. “Surprise number one hundred thirty-four and counting.” “You made that number up,” she accused. She pushed the blade against her leg. It closed with a snick and she slid it back into her jeans. “Are you sure?” he said, sounding amused. “You know how to use that thing?” “Well enough. I’m not really a fighter, though.” It was sad but true. “No, your nature’s too gentle for that, isn’t it?” He stroked her hair and pulled her with care into his arms.

“Everything has an end. Even I will end one way or another. At the moment it’s beside the point.

“You were dying, you little shit.