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“May the gods deliver the worthy.”
The smirk that appears on his face should also be illegal, and I fight the sudden breath-stealing tightness in my chest. “Would you like me to arrest you, my lady? I do enjoy seeing a feisty woman in restraints from time to time.”
“Your light casts every other woman into the shade.”
He shrugs. “The blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb.” “Where’s that from?” I ask, curious. “A very old book.”
Who knew I was the type to swoon over any man’s muscles? Men were always tearing their shirts off in the tavern, and I’d never had the desire to look twice or to be so handsy. I glance up to find his amused gaze on mine as he expertly moves us in tune with the beat, and I scowl. “What?” “You feel good, too.” “You’re full of it,” I sputter, face burning with the force of a thousand suns. “You have no idea what I was thinking.”
He laughs but offers his elbow to me as we leave the floor. “I have to admit, I’m deeply fascinated by that imaginative brain of yours.” “You wouldn’t be if you saw what it wants to do to you.” My insides contract at the wicked quirk of that full mouth. “Is that so?” he asks in a voice like sun-warmed honey. Or maybe it’s just that stupidly befuddled brain of mine, thinking of honey and sunbathing and wicked princes. “Definitely pain,” I say. “Maybe some torture.” “Don’t threaten me with a good time,” he teases, and everything inside of me ignites again.
