As Calla turned the lock in her door, she watched the dragons" limo pull away from her house. They"d insisted on seeing her home, even though she"d pointed out that she had her own car. They"d solved that by arranging to have her car delivered too.
They were taking this protection thing a little too seriously. Hell, the way they were acting, she was surprised they hadn"t posted a guard at her door.
Across the street, a figure was silhouetted in her neighbor"s upstairs bedroom window. s**t. As if it wasn"t bad enough that she"d been maligned as a cold-hearted b***h in the news, now people were going to know she was traveling in limos with dragons.
Sure, it was dark, but the shadows cast over her front porch weren"t black enough to hide what had happened. It would have been easy to see he
