I laughed against Fenris’ chest. “I know, dear,” I said. I stretched and pecked him on the lips. “You’re going to have to share me, though. I pulled a you and haven’t had anything except alcohol since we’ve gotten here. I need something to eat.”
“I think I drunkenly made pancakes this morning…” I mused while rubbing my forehead. “Is there any of that left? I’m starving.”
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Bull was instantly relieved when Ashanti returned—small this time—wearing his pants. He laughed a little and shook his head, unable to even find the will to be mildly cross with her. Redheads, you know. His arm swooped around her and crushed her body to his. “I don’t mind you wearing my pants, Kadan, but could you wait until I have other pairs for you to steal, too? These are the only ones I have.” His eye trained on Alistair, who waited in the doorway behind her, clearly reluctant to enter the room.
“Everything all right, kadan?” he asked lowly.
–Wiz of M