It was the gentlemanly thing to do after all. Especially since I’d promised her. What good was a man’s word if he then went and broke it? Not much.It didn’t help that I was starting to get the feeling I hadn’t exactly been the world’s nicest guy in my former life because “hello, demonic tattoos.”...
I said, leaping to my feet as my hand went into my trench coat. “How come the siren didn’t bother you?”“I’ve got a few charms to ward off her, and others, effects,” he said, watching me with amusement. “Why?”“Because I’m probably going to shoot her in the face, and I need to not be all loopy when...