That was what she figured. “Isn’t it even colder than this?” She gestured at the basin and pitcher she’d been using.
“Cold as the dead. But it drives away all sleepiness and puts me into fighting shape.”
That made sense, but she’d rather be less of a fighter than combat the morning chill. Just the thought of it sent a shiver over her.
From the corner of her eye, she watched him.
He was a spectacular specimen. Gorgeous and gruff, yet kind when it came to her. She’d never been around anyone like him before.
Never spent this much time alone with any man.
Or woman for that matter.
“You don’t wench much, do you?”
His jaw went slack. “Pardon?”
“No insult. Just an observation. You watch those around you for potential threats. Not for bedmates.”
“As do you.”
“Exactly. That’s how I know you’re not much for wenching. I find that very curious.”
“Why?” he asked.
Sitting on the bed, she shrugged. “You’re a handsome one. A prince, even. I see the way women look at you…and sometimes the men, too.”
“So do I. Like a prized stallion up for auction.”
She caught the irritated note in his voice. Though whether it came from her questions or the truth, she wasn’t sure. “I thought all men wanted to be studs for whatever broodmare would shelter them.”
He scoffed as he pulled off his boots. “Not those of us with bounties on our heads. No wench is worth a knife in my throat because I couldn’t hold my lust.”
He had a point. Seducing a man was an easy way to end him. She’d used that tactic herself.
“Most men aren’t so reserved.”
He gave her a dry stare. “Most people are stupid.”
“Fair enough.” But even so, she imagined that he’d had more than his share of women. He carried himself with confidence and it made her wonder about him. “So, what catches your attention?”
“How do you mean?”
“I’ve not seen you take notice of anyone for a bedmate.” Which was unusual for a man of normal looks and swagger. For one of his ilk, it was unheard of. “What does it take for you to go there?”
Xaydin was absolutely stunned by her unexpected question. One that seemed completely out of character for her. “Why do you ask?”
Her eyes widened as if she suddenly realized what she was asking. “I…uh…I didn’t meanthat! It’s not… Forget it!” She quickly turned her back to him.
Amused, he unbuckled his weapons and laid them on the floor, within reach. “If you must know, my lady, I look for those who aren’t trying to get my attention. I like a good challenge in all things.”
And she was definitely challenging.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, she gently combed her wet hair.
A hundred thoughts and images went through him. None of them appropriate.
Put her out of your mind.
