Favorite Blog: BALL HONEYS BALLHONEYS.COM mumbled softly, averting my gaze, afraid those silver eyes of his could see right through me. "Just tired."
"No wonder," Daniel snapped, the old familiar edge in his voice. "You've worked yourself up over this project for nothing."
I opened my mouth to defend myself but Daniel's hard glare shut me up.
"Look Clara, I've seen a million clients like Mrs. Kendall; she bitch and make demands and have you jumping through hoops if you'll let her, but in the end she'll agree to whatever we've proposed." There was a hint of distain in his voice, but for once it wasn't directed at me. "They're all the same."
"The ignorant masses, huh?" I teased, intrigued by this little peak into the Dragon's mind.
"I don't really care that they don't know shit about architecture," Daniel growled, "at least this biddy is trying to do something good; I hate when they bulldoze significant buildings for more parking spaces."
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