Kelley Armstrong Quote

Derek caught my arm again as I started to move--at this rate, it was going to be as sore as my injured one.Dog, he said, jerking his chin toward the fenced yard. It was inside earlier.Expecting to see a Doberman slavering at the fence, I followed his gaze to a little puff of white fur, the kind of dog women stick in their purses. It wasn't even barking, just staring at us, dancing in place.Oh, my God! It's a killer Pomeranian. I glanced up at Derek. It's a tough call, but I think you can take him.

Kelley Armstrong

Derek caught my arm again as I started to move--at this rate, it was going to be as sore as my injured one.Dog, he said, jerking his chin toward the fenced yard. It was inside earlier.Expecting to see a Doberman slavering at the fence, I followed his gaze to a little puff of white fur, the kind of dog women stick in their purses. It wasn't even barking, just staring at us, dancing in place.Oh, my God! It's a killer Pomeranian. I glanced up at Derek. It's a tough call, but I think you can take him.

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