Zoroka gave him an intense stare before her gaze roved over him. Hard to say if she was undressing him with her eyes or checking him for weapons.
"You may sit... if that is your wish." Her hematite-like eyes flashed to the stool and back to meet his again.
What did he want, she wondered. If it was anything other than a rough and tumble in the sheets, she was going to be sorely disappointed. He wouldn't be the first pretty-boy assassin sent after her. IF he was an assassin.
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