Glory in Death - J.D. Robb

"At home?" She fiddled with her coffee cup.

"At your place, sure."

Impatience flickered in his eyes as he shrugged into his jacket.

 

*Lol* He wants to trip her with it, and it's not working.

 

And there is that little bauble!

 

"Oh, I see you were counting on kiwi. Well, perhaps next time."