Quotes from Ilona Andrews, Magic Bites

I glanced at Derek. The boy wonder didn't melt into a pile of goo, although his gaze was glued to Rowena's chest. Avoiding eye contact. Good strategy.

I gave him my best cryptic smile. He did not fall down to his feet, kiss my shoes, and promise me the world. I must be getting rusty.

It's a reflex. Hear a bell, get food. See an undead, throw a knife. Same thing, really.