Her hand pulled back, but his reached out, circling still a retreating wrist. Scolding gaze slipped from her innocent face to the bloody digit as he studied the injury.
She watched, surprised, when her fingertip was brought to soft lips, a wet tongue darting out for a single lick, erasing red.
"What was that for?" she asked timidly, admiring the tingle spreading from the touch, wrist still captured.
"In case there were traces of poison, my saliva should neutralize." His gaze shifted back to her perplexed expression, softening in admonishment, finally releasing hold. "Be careful around me."
She nodded wordlessly.
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Posted: April 13, 2020