“What happens in Merciless Reach is supposed to remain there,” I said, voice pitched low. “How did that topic come about?” “I can’t recall.” Crimson spread across his face. “But I do remember her bottom is firm.” Maybe he wasn’t as astute as I thought. “You groped her?” He swallowed audibly. “We were dancing…” “And? She suddenly asked you to grab her right there in the ballroom?” “Not exactly, Your Highness.”
