Ilde let her glamour dissolve as he touched her - the bruising on her throat was ugly, and she'd brought back a number of smaller wounds, scratches and scrapes and a shallow slash where she'd twisted out the way in time, but for some those might not have been the details most initially arresting.
At least she wasn't wearing the cowboy hat, this time.
"I wasn't planning on maiming you," she said, her hands coming to rest on his waist, "just maybe mussing you a little."
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At least she wasn't wearing the cowboy hat, this time.
"I wasn't planning on maiming you," she said, her hands coming to rest on his waist, "just maybe mussing you a little."