That was ridiculous," I told Dorian, once she'd left. "She's not the kind of person to fall for your flirting." "On the contrary," said Dorian. "She's exactly the kind of person to fall for it. I understand these warrior maids, you know. They live such harsh, cold lives, always trying to keep up with the men... when really, they just need someone to make them feel like a woman. And that, of course, is an area in which I excel. Why, if I'd had ten minutes alone with herโ
Richelle MeadWhat's going on?" I sat down on the bed and finished the last of the scone. "Bad things," she said mischievously. "You'll approve.
Richelle MeadWhat have I done?" I whispered. Jill put her arm around me, but it was Dimitri who spoke. "What you had to.
Richelle MeadScrew you," I told him in a low voice. "Are you offering?โ "From what I've heard, there isn't much to screw," I shot back.
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