Flock (The Ravenhood Duet #1)(101)

That’s when I know that knowledge truly is power, and I’ve been utterly stupid to think I had anything figured out.

I’ve been so fucking blind.

I’m drowning in fiery amber depths and nowhere near strong enough to withstand it. It’s the most I’ve ever felt under a man’s gaze in my life. I shuffle to cover my bare breasts as his eyes trail down my body. He’s ready to pounce, his posture livid, his fists clenching at his sides. I’m positive if I were standing, my knees would have buckled under the weight of his blistering gaze.

I’d gotten it totally wrong—one step forward, ten steps back.

“You’re The Frenchman.”