Just a brief remembrance of that scent and its effect was enough to cause
that effect to occur again. Cade ordered another coffee so he'd have an excuse
to remain seated until that effect died down a bit.
A rather tall woman at another table noticed his discomfort and pinked
slightly when Cade had to reach to adjust himself. She was wearing a barbarian
princess sort of outfit that showed a lot of skin and Cade wondered if she
thought his discomfort was her fault.
His gaze fell to her long legs and he shrugged mentally as he eyed her
thighs. Yeah. She had pretty good legs. Sure. It could happen, given the right
-- and somewhat closer -- circumstances.
The woman's pink became a bit deeper and she turned away nervously. That
made Cade chuckle. Why the hell do women wear sexy, skimpy costumes like those
if they can't handle the results? Big duh, lady. You have good legs. Men look at
exposed female skin. Grow up and deal with it.
Whups. Wait one. He peered more closely at the rest of her for a moment. She
looked a little familiar...
Got it. Add some Klingon makeup and an outfit made of leather, metal stuff,
and patches of motorcycle tires.
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