Don’t you swat away my concerns like they’re gnats around your ears. He got to his feet as well. Don’t you dare make light of them, Eve, or what it is to me to sit and wait.
J.D. Robb
Don’t you swat away my concerns like they’re gnats around your ears. He got to his feet as well. Don’t you dare make light of them, Eve, or what it is to me to sit and wait.