KARDEN.
I have never met someone that provokes me, as much as interests me as the woman before me.
She was weird. Yet annoyingly intoxicating. And very addictive. Somehow, in the few days I had spent with her, I had come to find her company entertaining, despite how much she annoys me on most occasions.
Just like she did now.
"Why did you stop?" she asked, lifting one of her full brows.
I had no idea I had stopped midway from removing my tight breeches. Because truth be told, this woman was something else.
What woman in her right state of mind, who was not in a romantic relationship with a guy, or has plans to spend the night with him wants to see his manly weapon?
"Aren't you going to show me your mighty snake?"
Damn you, woman!
"What if you end up losing it after seeing that it
