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Chapter Twelve
Chapter Twelve“Who are you?” Erik glanced at the grey man before he asked the question as if asking permission to speak. He drew Legbiter, prepared to strike. “I am anybody you wish me to be.” The woman stood at the entrance to the cottage in which Erik had spent the night. “I could kill you,” Erik said. “You could,” the woman agreed. “But you won't.” She stepped inside the cottage, allowing her long saffron cloak to gape open, revealing that she wore nothing beneath. Erik's male eyes devoured what the woman so artfully offered. “What do you want?” He ran his tongue over suddenly dry lips. “I want you,” the woman said. “And then you will want me.” She stepped further into the cottage, sitting on the very corner of the simple table. She looked him up and down. “I see that you want me a
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