Justin turned to give her one of his cool, unsmiling looks. Butterflies fluttered in her throat. She'd be very careful, Serena decided, as if she were walking through a minefield. "What are you thinking?" "About bombs," she answered blandly, "deadly camoflaged bombs." She gave him a quick, innocent grin. "Are we going to eat soon? I'm starving.

Playing the Odds (ed. Hachette UK, 2013) - ISBN: 9781405524735