“Well? How about it? Can I see the books?""I don't have them on me,” Micah said calmly. “And I'm afraid I can't loan them out to anyone until I'm certain we have a secure copy. But as soon as I learn anything about your kind, I'll let you know.""Forget it,” Andrew snarled. “I want to see them now."Micah's expression turned stony. “That won't be possible.""Why? Because there's something there you don't want me to know?""Of course not.""Then prove it. Let me see them.""I can't."Andrew made a disgusted sound. “You mean you won't.""Why can't he see them?” Mood asked, looking puzzled.Micah squirmed. But before he could come up with another excuse, Princess said, BECAUSE THEY WERE STOLEN THE NIGHT OF THE PARTY. NOW GO AWAY. YOU ARE ANNOYING ME.Everyone bent down to stare at the spaniel under the table. “That was supposed to be a secret,” Shade said gently.Princess huffed and tossed her head. WHO CARES ABOUT YOUR SILLY SECRETS? Her nose in the air, she pushed past the table legs and trotted off into the other room.Hasn't your girlfriend learned the meaning of discretion?
