“What I should do is . . . ” Kevin said happily and he let a long puff of smoke pour forth. He stole a glance at the blonde as she continued to stare at the door. She was obviously waiting for someone who hadn’t shown up. Kevin found it hard to believe anyone would forget such a beauty. “I guess I shouldn’t feel too bad,” he said and took a drink of his beer.
Lord Malinov, Flowers of Malinov