“Before you go . . .” “Yes?” “I want to see you.” No. You don’t.” “I do.” She grinned. “I promise not to judge.” “It’s not your judging that concerns me. All humans judge. we don’t look like the other centaurs. We’re predators. “I can’t tell if you’re trying to scare me or seduce me.” She shrugged. “Whatever. I want to see.” Are you all right?” she finally asked when the silence went on and on. She wasn’t sure he was going to answer until he said, “I’m fine. Just . . . thinking about your response.” Caid shook his head, took several steps back. “I’m . . . I’m . . . walking away from you now.” “Will your sister show me?” “Stop talking to me,” he ordered as he walked away. “And stop staring at my ass.” “Just wondering how it looks with four legs.” He stopped. Faced her. “What?” “You know,” she admitted, “that sounded less . . . strange, in my head.” “Did it? Really?” HumorOglingLeeringG A AikenWoman Ogling Man Book:The Blacksmith Queen Source: The Blacksmith Queen
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