“I glared at my familiar. ‘You couldn’t have led with that?’ He shrugged his little shoulders. ‘I could have. But then I wouldn’t have gotten to see your angry face. I’ve grown rather fond of it. I like the way your eyes get all small and slit-like. How your nostrils flare. How that steam comes out of your ears …’ I picked him up and kissed his nose. ‘I’m glad you like it, darling. Because you’re going to be seeing my angry face for quite some time to come.”
Book:So Very Unfae