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Kingsley aiting for me outside Mulberry Street Restaurant in don Fullerton

He looked dashing and hed when he s, toothy smile Confident smile Deep dimples in his cheeks His ears evena scarf that ht have mewed a little Like a kitten

"Hello, beautiful," he said, ser

"Hello, Mr Observant," I said, grinning, and ca ar me a little off my feet I wasn&039;t entirely sure he knew he had liftedthere, the next ravitational pull

He set ood"

"For a dead girl?"

"You&039;re very ood news"

He planted a big, wet kiss on my lips that I didn&039;t want to end At least, not for the next two or three hours When we separated, I noticed an oldus Hell, I would have watched us, too

"You hungry?" asked Kingsley I noticed his five o&039;clock shadoas looking rowth The surest indicator that a full h to suck you dry," I said

Now he shivered "With talk like that, we ht just skip dinner"

We were seated immediately at our favorite table near the frontThe waiters here knewus one of their finest white wines - one of the few non-heht us our sley Steak for me Rare

Very, very rare

Rather than use a knife and fork, I used a spoon, and, as casually as I could, I dipped it into the warht it to houl that I was

Just a girl with her man, I told er than most men And far hairier Especially at this ti fro restrictions, went to work on the salh the defense attorney dressed i And, yeah, I was jealous as hell

The waiter calass Since I had taken precisely three sips, the filling part didn&039;t take long Kingsley ordered another beer, and when the waiter was gone, I said to him, "I found another medallion"

"Another what?" he mumbled around his salmon Or, rather, I think he said

"Medallion You know, like the one before But this one is inlaid with esley&039;s lips were shiny with grease His i just below his collar He was the picture of the maverick attorney, who just so happened to look like a ravenous wolf, too "Tell me about it," he said

And I did I told him about the case I had taken on around Christmas, a case in which I had helped a sweet man find a family heirloom, of sorts A sweet man who just so happened to be a hoarder, too For pay I wanted from his piles of junk I had cheated I had usedparticularly valuable, sootten under piles of crap