What the River Knows (Secrets of the Nile #1)

by Isabel Ibañez

My poor aunt tried her hardest to keep me looking presentable but unfortunately for her, I had a singular ability to ruin hemlines and crush ruffles.

His smile returned, charmingly boyish and at odds with his brawny frame. He looked like he could murder me with a spoon. I was decidedly not charmed.

His confidence, bordering on arrogance, must have come from having never been told no in his entire life.

The door flew open and a panting Mr. Hayes stood at the threshold. “You are”—he huffed—“more trouble”—another breath—“than you’re worth!” “So I have been told,” I said. “No, don’t come in—”

“I can be incredibly loud and annoying when I want to be.” “Oh, I’m aware,” Mr. Hayes fumed,

“I have an idea.” He eyed me warily. “Have I told you how much I live in terror of your ideas?” “That’s rude.”

“How is it that a moment ago, I wanted to strangle you, but now I feel like laughing?” “It’s part of my charm.”