“I have a very pertinentdeduction.”
“Keep it toyourself.”
His eyes glittered fiercely, but how much of that was my skin and how much of that was his perverse glee to embarrassme?
“I believe you glitter when you’re turnedon.”
“Nope.”Please, please, Ishim, don’t steal a feather from mywings.
Jarod lowered his gaze to the floor. No feather had fallen, and this obviously baffled him, because the little customary dip materialized between hiseyebrows.
Had he said smoldered, and I’d refuted his claim, would I be down anotherfeather?
His eyebrows drew so close together they almosttouched.
He was disappointed. Was it because he hadn’t guessed right or because he’d wanted to beright?
Desirous to put a smile back on that stupidly gorgeous face of his, even at my expense, I explained, “It’s called smoldering. Only women of our kind do it. Males extend their wings, which is calledwinging.”
He waited in silence for me to elucidatefurther.
I licked my lips before I confessed, “It happens when we want to attractsomeone.”
Chapter 35
“You want to attract me, Feather?”His voice sounded like crushed velvet, and it did all sorts of improper things to mybody.
I rolled my eyes, trying to play the smoldering off as an unfortunate mishap. “I don’t do it onpurpose.”
Hefrowned.
“I don’t tell my body to shine to get you to look at me. It just happens.”Twice. It’s happened twice. Once was a mishap, buttwice?
“So, your subconscious wants to attractme?”
“Exactly.” On the plus side, sparkling like a disco ball hid my mortifyingblush.
He tipped his head to the side. “Sosubconsciouslyyou really wantme.”
“Exactly,” I said again but then realized how that sounded and squeaked like the time I’d walked through a dark alley in New York and came upon a rodent the size of a minx. “No. I mean, yes.”Ugh.
His forehead smoothed, and his cocky grinreturned.
I shifted my gaze to the horse painting. “Can you stop looking at me likethat?”
“Likewhat?”
“Like I’ve just faceplanted into alamppost.”
“If that’s your interpretation of my stare, then I really have to work onit.”
I could tell his smile had increased from the lilt in hisvoice.
“Feather?”
I tugged my lip into my mouth and gnawed onit.
“Look atme.”
