Dark Horse
“She hadnʼt slept so well since sheʼd been taken by the Tecran——even on the Barrist sheʼd felt too out of place, too nervous, to truly rest.
Dav sat in full uniform beside the desk, watching her as she tucked and shaped the sage green hyr fabric into her standard trousers and long-sleeved t-shirt.
His face was hard to read, although his gaze never left her.
“Will you get into trouble for sleeping with me?” She had wondered while sheʼd led him to her room last night, but decided he knew what he could and couldnʼt do under Battle Center rules far better than her.
He shrugged. “I donʼt intend to tell them, it isnʼt any of their business who I sleep with, although, admittedly, in your case things are a little more complicated than that.”
Just a bit.
“So you want me to pretend there is nothing between us?” Best to have this on the table right now, before she landed him in hot water with a look or a casual touch.
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