When She's Wary (Risdaverse, #11)

by Ruby Dixon

“I am trying, by the way. So you don’t think I’m completely irresponsible.” “Why does it matter what I think?” “Because you smell keffing amazing and you’re smart and resourceful, and I like you.”

“No,” he says thoughtfully. “You’re a different sort entirely, aren’t you, Barlia?” “That’s a terrible name.” “So tell me yours.” “Go back to drinking your water.”

Actually, talking with Barlia is a lot of fun. She’s absolutely the prickliest female I’ve ever met, meeting each flirting word I toss her way with a hiss of response.

“Is it wrong that I appreciate your prickliness? It’s honest. It makes me think and stay on my toes. I know where I stand with you and I have to work to impress you. I don’t mind that. Figuring out how to make you smile feels like a puzzle.”

“Everything all right with you?” Jrrru asks. “How’s the farm? The weaponry? Knives still sharp?”