
Zhi closed her eye for a long moment. She went still. Then she reached up, took hold of the wrist of the hand that held her jaw. "Yeah," she said, "I did." She opened her eye, and stared up at him hard. "Don't feck. . .me take. Nothin' fancy." Her words couldn't carry the bite she'd intended to put in them, so she stared at him, stubborn as any cat.
She didn't deign reply to his last question. She wanted to make sure he understood. Dangerous new ground between them. Untread. Untested.
She didn't deign reply to his last question. She wanted to make sure he understood. Dangerous new ground between them. Untread. Untested.