Anya shook her head, looking amused, her smile becoming even more radiant.
"Here on business?"
Another shake of her head.
"Then what? Just in the neighborhood? Visiting a professor?"
"Wrong again. I'll give you a hint: I'm sticking around for a few years."
No way. She was more impatient than he was, and the look of fond exasperation she gave him was utterly adorable.
"Oh! You're here for a job, aren't you?"
Marcus said it with confidence, sure he'd finally figured it out.
"What is going on in that head of his? It's so obvious, yet he can't see it. I really want to know what's rattling around in there."
Marcus felt a wave of dizziness. 'Give me a break. It was just a guess. Since when is being wrong a crime?' But Chloe didn't see it that way; she had to take another shot at him. The timing was so forced, so completely unreasonable.
