The hair looked even more gold against the dark brown of his silk shirt. I took a deep breath, let it out slowly, opened my eyes, and fought like hell to stare at Asher's face and nothing else. It tends to scare people. What can I possibly learn by fishing around in that mess? Probably not a goddamned thing, he said.
I don't know about that, I said. What he will not say is that he cut his chin on a silver mirror that he broke when he fell off the Duchess and her silk sheets. Asher grabbed my wrists and forced me away from him. You do seem to have more than your share of cuties, but I meant the one with violet eyes.
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