Page 36 of The Orc Chief's Baker
In less than a flash of light, Brovdir had gone down onto his knees.
“Oh! No, you don’t have to—you’re going to get soaked!”
But he was already staring up at her with such an amused smile on his face that she couldn’t help stuttering to a halt. He reallydidlook like a puppy when he was looking up at her like this. Huge eyes and shaggy hair.
She reached down to brush the fluff out of his hair. It was so soft, and his scalp was so warm, and he leaned into her touch slightly. Her heart skipped right over itself.
“I’m sorry for laughing,” she said, combing her fingers through his hair somewhat absently. He leaned into her touch further and his eyes softly shut.
He wasn’t bad looking by any stretch. The scars gave him a rugged charm and accentuated the dark green of his skin. His lashes were long and his jaw was square and... and...
What was she doing? She needed to stop ogling at him.
She released him and stepped back. His eyes opened somewhat lazily, and his smile widened when he looked at her.
“Thank you,” he rumbled and her whole stomach burst with happy flutters.
“O-of course!” she said. “Sorry again for um...”
“I like your laughter.”
Her cheeks went hot again.
“I’ll make your pans as a gift.”
As a... “What? Brovdir, no, you don’t have to do that!”
“I want to.”
“It’s too much!” Trinia wrung her hands. Fades, this male was far too generous. He was going to get taken advantage of. “Trades need to be fair, Brovdir. Promise me you won’t just give your skills away to anyone who asks.”
“Not anyone,” he said smoothly. “Just you.”
Her breath caught in her throat.
“Only for you, Trinia.” His voice was so warm and low and . . . and . . .
“I could just kiss you.”
Biscuits bake her! She hadnotmeant to say that out loud! She may as well just go jump into the spring and drown herself.
But then a broad grin spread across the warrior orc’s face. All his teeth flashed and Trinia shouldnothave been so thrilled at the sight of them. She should not have zinging anticipation coursing down her back and pooling between her legs.
“Yes.” His voice rumbled so low she actually felt it in her gut. “You may, Trinia of Oakwall.”
He sounded far too excited about it, and she couldn’t bring herself to deny him.
It was just one little kiss. Just a quick thank you for everything he’d promised to do. That he’dalreadydone. He’d saved her life.
Her thighs clenched tight together and her mind reeled with delighted excitement.
Chapter
Ten
BROVDIR
She leaned in and put her warm hands on his shoulders. It took everything in him not to shiver. His mind was reeling from shock at how quickly things had progressed and he turned his head slightly so she could have better access. He’dexpecteda quick peck on the cheek.
