“Let’s see it.” “See what?” He blinked. “The smolder.” Okay, I had to admit the smolder looked pretty good. “Needs improvement. Work more on seductive and less on constipated.” “I don’t look constipated.” I glanced at Roman. “Nah,” the volhv said. “Constipated isn’t your problem. You’re too slick about it. Women sense when you’re faking.” “What am I supposed to do about that?”
