“You’re doing what?”
“Extracting a relic in an archeological dig.”
“Are you insulting me now?” He asked, half jokingly.
“Oh, never.” Her voice was a husky purr.
“Here now... what are you doing with that?” Apprehension crept into his voice.
“Be still.”
The knife sliced through the cloth like it was butter.
He yelped.
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