Trace (3)

Beyond Panic

3)

Trace pushed himself up, quickly set his clothes right, and extended a hand to Lydia, who smiled at the gesture.

He turned his back as she adjusted her clothes too.

“Such a gentleman,” she teased.

He smiled, but she couldn’t see it.

“Thank you for not leering, after…”

He just nodded.

“So many men just stare…”

“I get it; you don’t need to explain.” He remembered the view the king had as she knelt before him…

She nodded, finished dressing.

“I’m sorry, Lydia. I was…”

“Trace, I swear, if you say ‘weak,’ I’m going to thrash you. We’re not betrothed.”

She laughed, “We’re not even lovers, in the real sense of the word, and we’re certainly not family.

“You were tense, and I…helped you.”

He smiled again, and this time she saw it, and returned it.

“So what happens now?”

“You help me solve the murders, and we’ll take…

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