ORC’S DESIRE (RED PLANET DRAGONS OF TAJSS #31) BY MIRANDA MARTIN – eBook Details Online
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GWENETH
I carefully set the utensils on the table, making sure each is aligned
perfectly with the one next to it and is the exact same distance from
the edge of the table. When I finish, I eye each piece to make sure it
is perfect before stepping back and taking in the whole.
Khiara puts a bowl down at my place on the table. As he does the bowl
brushes the utensil and knocks it askew. He turns back to the counter
without even a second glance. I grit my teeth while giving his back a dirty
look.
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Dilacs leans against the counter watching. He grunts when he sees it happen
and walks over to fix the offending utensil. He gives me a quick smile that
makes butterflies dance in my stomach then he returns to his place on the
opposite side of the kitchen.
Khiara continues with the serving of dinner, oblivious to the exchange
happening behind his back. He turns with the next bowl and all but tosses it
down at the seat set for his brother. Some of the stew slops over the side and
drips onto the table. Khiara is already back at the stove scooping up the next
bowl.
My eye twitches. He is so… messy. It’s constant, little things, that literally
drive me nuts. I cannot stand it, but what choice do I have? I look over at
Dilacs who shrugs and gives a subtle shake of his head.
He gets it. Fuck me the way he looks at me, is he interested? Those halflidded eyes of his make my panties melt.
“Dinner,” Khiara says, setting his own bowl at the table.
One hand on his chair he pauses looking from me to Dilacs with a frown so
deep it makes his tusks touch his nose. He grunts, pulls the chair out, and
drops heavily onto it. My cheeks flush with embarrassment as if I’ve been
caught red-handed doing something wrong.
It’s not wrong. I didn’t do anything.
Sure. But it feels wrong. I don’t know if Dilacs is interested anyway. Sure
when he looks at me with those eyes it makes me hot, but in the end,
they’re his eyes. How else is he supposed to look at me? I’m probably
reading more into it than is there. I take my seat at the table and focus on
my bowl.
“Thank you,” I say, talking to the steaming stew.
I can’t bring myself to look up. Too many things spinning in my head and
none of them are helpful. I’ve been living with Khiara for a while. Near as I
can figure it’s been close to a month. I haven’t seen any of the other girls in
a long time. Even the Maulavi have quit coming on the regular, thank all
that’s holy.
“Yes,” Khiara says, slurping loudly. “Of course.”
Dilacs is more delicate. Well, that’s not a very ‘manly’ way to say it. He has
better table manners. Wait, more accurately, he has table manners that agree
with my human sensibilities. I don’t know what the table manners of the
Urr’ki actually are.
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