“Some lines you just don't cross. Not in my business." "Your business?" Georgia rolled her eyes. "You mean the private detective business? I wasn't aware you guys had such ironclad rules about making out with clients." She ignored the choking sound he made. "Seriously, have you even seen The Maltese Falcon?" Darius' face heated. "This isn't some movie, Ms. Clare. You're not Mary Astor, and I'm sure as hell no Humphrey Bogart. Here in the real world, there are rules.” LinesUrban Fantasy RomanceForbidden LovePrivate DetectiveHumphrey BogartMaltese FalconMary Astor Book:Season Of The Witch Source: Season Of The Witch