"I'm disgustingly attracted to you right now," he hissed, eyes black and nostrils flaring. Oh god, if goblins had some advanced scent nonsense... I was ashamed of myself, ashamed of my body's response. "Likewise," I bit out, my teeth bared. "I hate you so much." His mouth flicked up, his sharp-planed face taut with desire and revulsion. "The feeling, Zabaletta, is mutual."
