The mating dance? [Kate and Curran in Magic Bleeds by Ilona Andrews]

Magic Bleeds -  Ilona Andrews

The phone rang. I picked it up. 

“Are you sitting down?” Curran's voice asked.




I listened to the disconnect signal. If he wanted me to sit, then I'd stand. I got up. The chair got up with me and I ended up bent over my desk, with the chair stuck to my butt. I grabbed the edge of the chair and tried to pull it off. It remained stuck. 

I would murder him. Slowly. And I'd enjoy every second of it.