Born Trouble Vol. 1 (Electronic book text)

"I could see you were trouble the moment you walked into the tavern," Lauren said angrily. Paul stepped forward with, long, slow, strides until he was near enough to enjoy the color of her eyes. "I was born trouble, woman. And not the kind of trouble you can easily dismiss with a scowl." Returning his gun to its holster, he studied Lauren for a moment with heightened fascination. "Oh, I see ..." she snapped. "Find it hard to kill someone when you have to look them in the eye, huh, coward? Got no stomach for killing face to face? Pretty easy when you can't see them, huh, tough guy?" Paul's unwavering gaze didn't hide his amazement. She had taken a stance that Paul couldn't easily overlook. She spun back around. "They'll kill you too, you know." "They'll try, but not because I didn't end you." Her jaw slacked in bewilderment. Paul felt himself smile at this whole situation.