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“I don’t have a wife Why would you ask?” His eyes narrow slightly

“I just don’t want you to get the wrong idea I’ plans for your body” Even if it is a really nice body

A glint suddenly replaces his narrow look, though not like the one he’d shot over the top of his newspaper earlier That look hadn’t e of a pair of sharp scissors Kind of fizzy but a little afraid Not the boogie et when you reach the top of a roller coaster and anticipate what’s to follow

Feels a little like an o ride?

I give ht be a lot offor the kind of entertainment that comes without clothes yet

“I-I’ courteous,” I staain “I just irlfriend, I wouldn’t like to loan you out”

“Just to be sure I have this right,” he begins, “you think it’s my civic duty to take responsibility for you as a visitor to the country? But only if I don’t have a wife or a girlfriend”

“I esture back towards the hotel

“I gather you thought you were in danger?”

“In danger of co to the rules of my people, I should thank you With a hardy handshake” The heat inas I take his large hand and pump it ridiculously “And a cup of coffee” I pause “Lyle, you’re looking at me like you knohat crazy is and that I’m it”

“I wouldn’t say crazy exactly” He frowns in an effort not to give in to a smile

“Sure I mean, it’s not like every irl who turned out to be certifiable” Just uess “Relax That’s not what this is I proet you drunk on pink cocktails before chaining you to my bed I just have twenty-four hours to kill”

“Twenty-four hours?” If I’d tried to anticipate a reaction to go with his slightly wary tone, I probably would’ve chosen dread, not the almost speculative look that he slides over my body