Chapter 38 Her Suitor

• Booth turned and came face-to-face with Lillian, so close that his pupils actually shook a little before he recoiled in disgust. "What do you want?"
• Though he couldn't help but avoid looking at her for too long. Her neck was covered in a trail of hickeys—obviously from what she'd been up to the night before. He'd seen plenty of things at home, but this level of... visual evidence? That was new.
• Lillian wasn't phased by his reaction. "You want to start a film company? Give me 2 million dollars, and I'll talk to Conrad for you."