Flicking a glance toward Beau, I noticed his fangs peeking under his upper lip, a sure sign that he was definitely torqued off.Flicking a glance toward Beau, I noticed his fangs peeking under his upper lip, a sure sign that he was definitely torqued off. When Decker got close enough to loom over us, Beau grinned, giving him a good look at those teeth. "What are you doing here, Deck? The sun isn't up yet," he purred. "You don't usually show your cowardly face before dawn." Decker may have lacked the fang, but his smile was just as lethal in its own way. "I wanted to meet your pretty little friend here. What's your name, sweetheart?" He turned the menace in my direction, but I managed not to flinch. |