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took a deep breath and smiled at me while stroking my hair.   “I’ll stop now.   Any more and I’ll carry you to bed.   You’re too sweet to resist.”
    Dang!   I wouldn’t have minded a longer make-out session.   It gave me a little ache in my chest when his arms pulled away.   I stared at him with expectant eyes.
    He threaded his fingers through the hair at my forehead and worked them all the way through.   His hand caused rapturous tingles on my sensitive scalp that echoed shivers through my whole body.
    “Fly away, little dove.   I sadly must return to work.”
    I swallowed and nodded.   It took some effort to drag myself to my feet.   I went a few shaky steps away from the table, but then turned around and gathered up my plate.   There was still plenty of donut left.
    Elentinus laughed at me.   I couldn’t resist a goofy smile.   I hugged my plate as though I were selfish and scampered away.   I peeked back at the stairs leading out.   Elentinus was staring at me with a smile.  
    I ended up being too giddy to continue my lecture with Kang that night.   I wandered around the lobby area in an idiotic love-sick daze while replaying everything that happened at the dinner over and over again in my head.   I think it was late when I finally went to bed.
    ***
    “Damn it!”
    I sat up in bed and blinked the sleep out of my eyes.   Whore had rudely barged into my cell at what felt like the ass-crack of dawn.
    He sneered at me.   “What are you doing here?”
    “This is my room.”
    He lost patience instantly.   “Why aren’t you in bed with Lord Elentinus!”
    I glared at him.  
    He threw up his hands.   “That’s it!   I’m telling him you’re ovulating.”
    “Go ahead.   Lord Elentinus isn’t going to make me do anything I’m not ready for.   Unlike you, he’s a gentleman.”
    Whore examined me with a raised brow.   “You fancy him.”
    I didn’t answer.   What?   Was that a crime?   We were going to get married, weren’t we?
    He leaned against the wall with his arms crossed.   “So what did happen?”
    “None of your—“
    He opened the satchel with my choke chain device.
    Asshole!   “Okay, okay!   We talked and we had dinner.   It was fish and then one of those donut things.”
    He closed the satchel.   “What else?”
    I hesitated, but I knew what he wanted.   I gave him the goods only on the fear of being shocked.   “He kissed me.”
    “Did you kiss him in return?”   He spat this out fast, like it was an accusation.
    “Yeah.”
    Whore leaned back with a satisfied grin.   “Very well.   That’s acceptable, then.”   He started to go.   “I expect your next meeting with him to end in consummation.”
    Whatever, creep.
    He paused in my doorway to grumble loudly with his back turned to me.   “Lord Elentinus asked me to help come up with the third Degree of Intimacy for you.”
    My brow twitched.   “Um…so what did you come up with?”
    He darted an angry look back.   “I don’t know!”   Now he gave me his customary sneer.   “I think you should just go to bed with him.   I don’t see the point of any of this nonsense.”   Another grumble.   “But Lord Elentinus has asked me to come up with some activity.   I have to oblige him.”   He turned his back to me again and crossed his arms.   “What did men and women do during courtship where you’re from?”
    This gave me a snide grin.   Well, well, the great Hor-Denay forced to ask for advice from a lowly woman.   Gloating would have been fun, but I knew better than to provoke him.   I searched the ceiling for a sincere response.
    “Well, we’d go out on dates, like to dinner—“
    “You already had dinner!”
    “—or to a movie.   Movies were kind of a lame date.   It was better to do some activity, like ice skating or going to a festival.”
    “This is no help at all.   It has to be something you can do on the yacht.”
    “He could give me a tour of the ship.