He stepped back with exaggerated courtesy. But when I walked past him, he swatted my rump. Hard enough to sting. You need to be more careful, he growled. Keep interfering in my business and you might get hurt. I said sweetly as I continued to Jesse's room, The last man who swatted me like that is rotting in his grave. I have no doubt about it. His voice was more satisfied then contrite.

Iron Kissed: Mercy Thompson (ed. Hachette UK, 2010) - ISBN: 9780748124008