He cleared his throat roughly. "I'm not gentle," he said, tossing the words away as if they pained him. Jessica had no idea where that had come from, but she had the feeling he was comparing himself to Kendrick's suave ways. She looped her arms around his neck. "You are," she said, "the most gentle, passionate man I've ever met." He didn't move. "Have you met many?" "No. Would it matter if I had?" "It would matter only in that I will be dead several hundred years before they are born and I cannot find them and geld them." "You're very chivalrous." "I'm spoiling you," he mumbled.
( Lynn Kurland )
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