"Pedro Langley, are you going to the northwest to become our village lady?"
"With me backing you, you can walk sideways, that kind of deal."
...
Pedro Langley was caught off guard by her sudden remark.
Village lady.
With her backing.
The casual words stirred up a storm within him...
Does she know what she's saying?
His Adam's apple moved up and down twice, Pedro's eyes clear and calm, stared directly at the assertive Nora Scott, stabilized his voice, and asked her steadily, "Nora, how much of what you say when you're drunk can be believed?"
"Hmm?"
Nora squinted, her gaze sweeping across his brows, his nose, his thin lips...and then stopped.
She let out a soft hum, "If you're not willing, then forget it."
Answered irrelevantly.
"I..."
Pedro Langley lightly ground his teeth, a bit anxious, a bit annoyed.
Then he saw Nora grabbing his collar and pulling him down, her arm hooking around his neck.
She said, "We people of the Martial World don't like reasoning."
