Willow turned to look at the speaker, and felt an instant chill all through her body despite the warmth in the room. As strange as it may sound, Willow felt like the man’s ice-blue eyes were staring right through her eyes and into her mind. He was the epitome of tall, dark, and handsome, with an extra emphasis on dark. Willow hadn’t met many people who immediately scared her, but this man was one of the few.
“Potentially,” Piper answered Tall, Dark, and Scary. “Her name’s Willow. She’s the mall Easter Bunny.”
Another of the men put his arm around Willow. “Watch this one, gorgeous,” he told Willow. “Unlike the rest of us, Malachi’s not allowed to actually f**k anyone this evening.”
Malachi sighed and rolled his eyes. “Really, Atticus? Your protective instincts are so tiring.”
“Why not?”
