"You're not listening to me, Grace," he growls, eyebrows drawn together ominously. She could lie. Could throw words at him, quickly glance at his sketch and come up with enough of an answer to soothe him and prompt him into continuing, allowing her to continue her observations in peace. Or she could tell the truth. "You're right," she agrees easily. "I'm not."
Rated: T - English - Romance - Chapters: 1 - Words: 1,235 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 3/10 - P. Boyd, Grace F. - Complete