Page 431 of Black Reign

Xavier turns toward his father.

“Don't.”

“No, I genuinely want to know.”

I think.

“Insufferable.”

Xavier folds his arms.

“Strong start.”

“Dry wit.”

“Better.”

“Occasionally useful.”

“Sabine.”

I sigh.

“Fine. Excellent abdomen.”

Senior's eyes close.

“One extremely unfair dimple.”

“Sabine.”

“Very good mouth.”

Senior puts up a hand.

“Enough.”

Xavier looks at me.

“I wasn't finished.”

“I know.”

His eyes darken.

I immediately remember several reasons the mouth deserves mention.

Wrong room.

I clear my throat.

“Anyway. Not espionage.”

Senior looks between us.

“You expect me to believe you didn't marry Xavier to infiltrate Blackwell?”

“I had already infiltrated Blackwell.”