“Who doesn’t?”
“Did you get excited?” She raised her eyebrows in curiosity. “By a n***d dragon? I assume he took on a human form.”
“Of course he did. Dragons don’t fit in hot tubs as they are.”
“They’re big, are they?” Her eyes crinkled.
“Well endowed, yes. From what I’ve observed, shifters always take the form of fit and handsome individuals. Which is weird if you ask me. Pudgy balding people would fit into society better.”
“But wouldn’t be as exciting to look at in the hot tub,” Pariah said.
“Probably not.”
“Did you do anything other than look?”
My cheeks flamed with heat at the memory of being n***d in the bubbling water with Xervan. And of the kiss we’d shared.
“A lady doesn’t smooch and tell, Pariah. You know that.”
“I’m wondering what month I should put into my planner for
