He'd tied his hair back in a loose ponytail, but I could forgive that, when I could see the fine muscle of his chest and stomach. I glanced back at Arnet. I'd felt Primo's power and the whisper of the Dragon. Mary must have gone for Bert, because he appeared in the doorway with her behind him.
What does 'sort of mean? he asked, and came up to sit on the edge of the bed. Is it my fault that you're so amazing that you make me forget everything, even physical safety? He shook his head. I couldn't help frowning harder. Because it was a farce.
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