Bite Me (Pride, #9)

by Shelly Laurenston

“I wish I didn’t have to wear this armor. It’s making my skin itch.” “Take that armor off, female, and still try to joust, and I’ll beat you to death myself.” Livy nodded. “Subtle.” “I’m not subtle. Never said I was subtle. Worried you’re about to do something stupid? Yes. That is accurate.”