means yes.”

“What do you want me to say?”

“The truth,” Emily demanded.

“She will not turn anyone gazing upon her into stone, nor will she inspire the launch of a thousand ships.”

She scoffed sharply. “Such a flowery description could only mean yes.”

“Beauty is—”

“—if you say in the eye of the beholder I will lodge your nuts into your tonsils.”

I chuckled at that. “Fine, but it is in our nature to find beauty in even the most common of things. Including fearless cops of questionable intelligence.”

I added the last to get a smile out of her but my efforts went unrewarded.

“Let’s hope your nature di...

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