[Confidence bordering on was a different kind of 'it,' and she could smell it on him - which was fine, she was kind of used to that. The twenty percent of the OTHER kind of it was where she doubted the existence of such things entirely.
Though possession... that drew her face into sober, guarded lines.]
I can think of a few things... [She shook her head.] But not many.
no subject
Though possession... that drew her face into sober, guarded lines.]
I can think of a few things... [She shook her head.] But not many.