I rolled my eyes and pushed a segment of my orange into his mouth to apologise and the noise that escaped him as he sucked my thumb between his lips was a wholly different kind of growl. "I knew it," I hissed, pointing at him in accusation. "You like it when people do shit for you. Even though you claim not to want to use your Charisma to earn yourself a bunch of slaves to hand feed you, you like it when I do it!" "Maybe that's just because it's you, Rosa,"
