Greatwater Lake [m] [p]alm reader

Did I stutter, Mr. Blackthorn? she asked, her tone lower now. If he didn't take her up on it, that was his loss. Okay, maybe her loss, too, but she was pretty sure being served up a juicy piece of ass on a silver platter was going to be next to impossible for him to resist. Then again, that would play in nicely to the "all Blackthorns are assholes" narrative she'd convinced herself was true.

You've got about three seconds before I waltz out of your life forever, so you'd better make your choice quick.