His Father's Mate
"So she's testing me."
"She wants to know you," he corrected.
"Darius, that is the same thing," I insisted.
"Eat your food," he said. "The window is small, but you have tonight."
I picked up my fork, only to put it down again. "Is she nice?" I asked.
He looked at me, weighing his answer.
"You told me she loves you," I said. "Which I know. I'm asking if she's nice."
"She's very..." He paused. "Careful," he said finally.
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