Now wasn’t the time to ask about her dead mother, though he so badly wanted to hear more about his mate’s life. “What’s your favorite color?”
“Re-r-r-ed,” came the reply.
“Excellent choice. Mine as well.” He moved to another section of her back and began moving his legs against hers to create even more heat and touching her and passing more of the dragon warmth to her.
“Any hobbies?”
A small giggle escaped from her between shivers. “B-books,” she answered.
“Ah, that’s where we differ. Not one for books. But I respect them,” he replied.
A little laugh. Another good sign. More heat radiated underneath his hands and legs from him to her. Her temperature was heading in the right direction.
“Cats or dogs?” He realized everything was absurd right now, but he had to keep her awake – at lea
