“Compassion from a Reptilian?” Raphael said then, with the faintest curl of a sculpted lip. “I find that difficult to believe.”
“Half Reptilian,” I pointed out. It took a good deal of effort to push the image of Gideon’s face from my mind, to attempt to forget the torment and longing in his expression as he wrestled with his father’s impossible demands. I couldn’t think about that, because if I did, I’d start to wonder what would have happened if I’d let him kiss me then, take me in his arms.
Which was…no. Just no.
“He looks a lot more human than Reptilian,” Callista put in. “So maybe emotionally he’s more like a human. What do you think, Taryn?”
I thought that I really didn’t want to talk about Gideon at all. But if I was too obvious about trying to deflect the conversation, then that
