A subvocal growl was Jager's reply to his demand, and then a grudging shift to the side. But not by too much. "No. I've others in on th'take, lookin' t'sweeten th'pot afore I move. Ain't feckin' this take, Jager. Yer own stubborn ass prattlin' at me or no."
She eyed him askance, more for the itching than the idiotic way he was acting. She hadn't been itching all that much. Why was he?
She slowly scooted a bit further away from him.
She eyed him askance, more for the itching than the idiotic way he was acting. She hadn't been itching all that much. Why was he?
She slowly scooted a bit further away from him.
