Signed, Sealed, Sinful
And here she was, standing in my office like no time had passed, looking at me with the same confident, predatory gaze that had fooled me for three years.
"Hello, Xander." Her voice was silk over steel. She tilted her head and her smile widened, and my hands clenched at my sides. "Did you miss me?"
Lara looked at Casandra. Then at me. Then back at Casandra. I could see the questions forming behind her eyes, could see her trying to read the room the way she read everything, quick and sharp and missing nothing.
"Who is this?" Lara asked, her voice steady.
Casandra's eyes slid to Lara and looked her up and down in one slow, deliberate sweep. "I could ask you the same thing, sweetie."