Besotten

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He grinned at me. “Did he try to seduce ye, whilst me was away?” “Of course, he did.” I scoffed at the idiocy of the idea. Certain that was the last thing Sebastian would try to do. “Bloody bastar’!” Mardichi rounded and nearly abandoned me as he headed for the door. I caught his sleeve and realized it was one of the rare occasions I had actually seen him in a full tunic and breeches. He’d dressed to go to the tavern. “I’m kidding! Kidding!” I skid before him to splay across the door to keep him from going out. “Best be, My Gel.” He caught me around the waist and lifted me in the air to turn with me and set me down before him. “Yer mine.” He tweaked the tip of my nose. I felt my old pride flare. “I’m not yours. I don’t belong to anyone.” “That’s not entirely true. I’ve

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