“Yeah. They’re handsome and rich, but they know it. They don’t even have to work to get the girl—girls are lining up at the castle door for them. But an ogre . . . an ogre has to woo his lady.” He picked his head up. “Woo his lady? That sounds hard.” “It is.” I wrapped my legs around him. “But you’re doing a good job so far. Don’t stop.”
