A Girl Like Her (Ravenswood, #1)

by Talia Hibbert

Ruth stared dully at a crumb on her plate and tried to unlock her latent mutant powers. She knew she had some. They should come out under moments of extreme stress. Surely, if she could teleport or, say, tear a man’s head from his body, that ability would make itself known now?

“What are you smirking about?” she demanded. “Nothing.” “Liar.” Like a fool, he blurted out, “You’re little.” She snorted. “You’re disgracefully tall. What’s your point?” “Disgracefully?” “It’s indecent,” she said. “You can’t possibly need all that height. One sugar or two?” “Three.” She wrinkled her nose and repeated, “Indecent. Sit down.” Apparently, Ruth Kabbah did not make requests; she gave orders. Evan was okay with that.

Oh, I thought you were suggesting that we talk in the future, and I planned to prepare for that interaction in advance because I have to plan most conversations very carefully so that I don’t freak other people

“There are some things you don’t get over. You just accept them and keep breathing. That’s enough.”

Now she didn’t know if she should laugh or gasp. She compromised by choking on her own spit.

“Well, don’t. Because you’re perfect too.” “I most certainly am not.” Evan tutted. “Don’t insult my wife. I take it very personally.”