“I did that to prove a point. And you know with the old mage and War around, excuse me, Thane, you can’t say how you truly feel about me. I’ve always wondered—who’s a better roll in the sack, me or him?” He rubbed the thin white scar across his chin, and the action reminded her of how Thane often had the same habit. It made her shudder. “It must be me. He’s so—formal. Translate that to boring.” “A better—ugh. Considering I wouldn’t touch you even if my life depended on it, we’ll never know.” “Oh, you know. And one day you’ll remember.” Layala narrowed her eyes. “You know what, something’s
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