They're safe,'' he said. "And you're not made of glass". He swept me up in his arms. I laughed. "And I'm not made of glass." He carried me into our room and kicked the door shut behind us.
Sherwood SmithDespite how entertaining certain stories were, at the bottom of every item of gossip there was someone getting hurt.
Sherwood SmithWhy did I laugh at his sorry, bedraggled appearance? Because ridiculousness made a repellant situation more bearable.
Sherwood SmithA wager?" I repeated. "Yes," he said, and gave me a slow smile, bright with challenge. ... "Stake?" I asked cautiously. He was still smiling, an odd sort of smile, hard to define. "A kiss." My first reaction was outrage, but then I remembered that I was on my way to Court, and that had to be the kind of thing they did at Court. And if I win I don't have to collect. I hesitated only a moment longer, lured by the thought of open sky, and speed, and winning. "Done," I said.
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