The weird mafia lord refused to tell Keira what he looked for in Llibre dels Àngels.
"That's the least you could do for dragging me out of town and breaking into another library and stealing incunables from the 15th century after closing hour," she muttered darkly, glaring at his broad back clad in his damned crisp three-piece suit.
Nate suddenly turned around, making her bump into his sturdy chest, and made a fool of herself as they headed to where the white and blue car parked.
She heard his silenced snicker, adding to her embarrassment as he stated, "You can always ask for a hug, no need to slam yourself to me."
Sputtering, she pushed on his chest and quickly withdrew her hands away as if his suit was flaming hot like Katniss and Peeta's flaming costumes in The Hunger Games Catching Fire.
"For the record," Nate began, "I don't drag you, as I remember we already agreed to this book hei– field trip! To this field trip!"
