![]() “Teacup? You’re going to put Teacup on this?” “I said I’ll put Blayne on it since you don’t want to - ” ![]() ![]() Ric took a step away but Dee’s hand shot out and caught hold of his arm. “If you’re really adamant about not working on this, I can put someone else on it.” He tried to think of the one person who’d really set Dee off and he realized that one person was waiting for him right inside one of the private dining rooms. Then again she only did that when he was right about something and it pissed her off. “Don’t you find it curious,” he asked, standing in front of her, “that suddenly felines who are so into pure bloodlines they could be British royalty are suddenly concerning themselves with hybrids?”įolding her arms over her chest, Dee did that thing he hated where she looked right past him. His stern warning ignored, Dee kept walking but Ric caught up with her and pulled her into the alley between the restaurant and the deli next door. Besides, we should all be working together to stop this - don’t walk away from me, Dee-Ann.” Ric paid the cabbie and stood, Dee-Ann glaring at him from the front stoop of his family’s restaurant. ![]()
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