Lirael's POV

Her mouth fell open. "You've got to be kidding me. Do you still think I'm stalking you? I didn't know this was one of your clubs. I didn't even know you owned clubs."

The glittering strobe lights reflected in her eyes, distracting me from her reply, and we stared at each other for a heartbeat that seemed to last too long. Then she wet her lips. "What do you want to talk to me about, Lirael?"

"You know, your attitude leaves a lot to be desired," I said.

"So does yours."

I moved ...