But all that masculine energy isn’t the most compelling thing about him.
His eyes are extraordinary. They’re pale-green, and I didn’t even realise eyes could be that colour. It’s a liquid, soft green like a sunlight faded sage you see in fancy country-style kitchens. Which makes him sound tame. But his expression? It’s… Dark. Foreboding. Black lashes and a swipe of black brows. His lips are full, but set in a serious line.
Almost cruel.
This is the man I’ve been talking to about “ass ass in”, like I’m a thirteen-year-old sniggering at the back of class.
Which I was never cool enough to do. Too rule-abiding and worried.
Whelp, I’m making up for lost time now. On balance, I should have been chatty at school. Less likely to be executed by a man so beautiful that razor salespeople would weep if they saw him for wanting to have him in their adverts.
Blake
Prove your credentials as a killer.
BunnytheKiller
I don’t have to justify to you. I have plenty of work.
Blake
I’ll pay you a million to terminate me.
BunnytheKiller
Too easy.
Blake
Blake Thorne.
BunnytheKiller
Yes, I know who you are, Boss.
I do now I’ve looked him up online.
Blake
Half up front.
I suck in a breath. That’s a huge amount of money.
BunnytheKiller
And half after I kill you? What are you going to do, remember me in your will?
“I leave a house’s worth of money to the person who murdered me.” I’m sure the lawyer will have no issues with that.
Blake
Half up front, the rest when I catch you.
BunnytheKiller
I can see a trap, Boss.
Blake
