He shrugged, one corner of his mouth almost twitching. “I’m only trying to help.” “Or are you trying to see if I can avoid distraction?” He failed to stop the twitch that time, and a spark shot up her chest at the sight. “You’re clever, I’ll give you that.” His tongue ran over his lips to moisten them and Atta looked back at the ribcage splayed before her. “Let’s say it’s both,” he said. “So tell me what it is you were learning.”
