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It hurt that my mate didn’t want to be close to me, but I reminded myself to be patient as I explained my assumption.
“Let’s test it again.” She slipped from our home before I could say a word, and I followed.
Everyone else had gone to bed, but it was late. Only the guards had remained awake. I would introduce her to my clan in the morning.
She turned to face me and spoke, her voice lifting in frustration when I shrugged. I replied, and her face tightened further. She stomped back inside our home, and I joined her, securing the flap for the night.
“This . . . is bad news,” she said. “How am I going to find my way home if the only person I can talk to is you and only when we’re inside this building?” Her hand flicked out to the crystal surrounding us.
“We’ll find a way to communicate when we’re outside.” I wasn’t too distressed about it.
“I suppose.” With a sigh, she sat on our bed.
I untied and tossed aside my loincloth.
Her widening eyes dropped to my cocks before she slapped her hands against her cheeks. “Um, Aizor. Boundaries?”
“I understand clan boundaries, but I don’t believe that’s what you’re referring to.”
“You took off your clothing.”
“Don’t you remove yours when you sleep?”
“Where I come from, being naked with a guy in bed is taken as an invitation.”
I huffed. “I’ve told you I won’t rut with you tonight. You can trust my word.”
“I just met you, so how can I do something like that? And don’t think I haven’t noticed that you only saidtonight, not for the rest of my life.”
“I’ll never promise anything like that.”
“I’m still wearing this nightie to bed.”
“And tomorrow? Will you wear it all day as well?”
“Why not?”
“I suppose you could. The gods might be offended.” Theywouldbe offended, but perhaps they could be as patient as me.
“Well, welcome to my world. I’m offended with them right now too.”
“If you want them to help you, you need to worship them as we do,” I said.
“It doesn’t work that way. And I’m still wearing this.”
“We’ll go to the pools, and you can wash it.”
“There’s no laundromat here, I suppose?”
“I don’t believe so.”
“Other than the crystal thing you’ve got going, you appear to live like a caveman. Crystal house. Crystal spears—”
“Swords, please.” I gestured to them resting on a wooden table, still in their leather sheaths and secured to a belt. I’d removed them earlier and would don them when I left my home in the morning.
Her eyes spiraled in a circle. “Okay, swords, then. You wear a leather loincloth. You battled a beast outside a cave.”
I smiled at where she was taking our conversation. “As you pointed out, we don’t livein caves.”
