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I felt a growl building at the base of my throat as my eyes narrowed to slits. I didn’t take my eyes off Dione as I watched her admire Cedra’s profile in a manner that should only be reserved for me.
Then, as I watched, she tilted her head to the side and gathered her blond hair over one shoulder. She was baring her neck.BARING HER NECK! It was obvious what she wanted. What she wanted from my Cedra. But I’d be damned before she got it.
This time, I did growl. For someone who hadn’t growled before in her life, I did pretty well on my first try.
It got both their attention immediately.
“Oh right, Ella told me you’d purchased a bot. But why does it sound like that?” Dione questioned, blinking inquisitively with those ridiculously large blue eyes.
“Uh, needs maintenance,” Cedra lied, somewhat unconvincingly.
“Didn’t you just get it?” the Felin questioned. “Why is it staring at me like that?”
Cedra had already packed up her shopping and taken the credit, so why was Dione still lingering?
“I’ll have a look at its mechanics later,” Cedra said noncommittally. “Would you send my regards to your parents?”
“Suuure.” Now her purr was accompanied with a downright flirty smile. “You know you’re welcome back at our home anytime, right?”
Her smile widened, revealing pointed feline fangs, thinner and much more delicate than Cedra’s.
It was an invitation. I knew it. She was propositioning my Cedra.
The growl in my throat turned into a hiss. I took a step forward but Cedra reached out to clasp my forearm, obscured by the display table.
“You should return that thing,” Dione commented with a frown. “Its mechanics sound horribly broken.”
Cedra’s smile was tight. “I will.”
As she walked away, a thick wispy white tail flicked side to side, as though in goodbye.
“Who is she to you?” I demanded when Dione was out of earshot.
Did I have the right to demand anything from Cedra? Technically, technically, I was only her “bot,” her maid. A maid she’d shared a few steamy minutes with. Did that mean I had the right to dictate who she shared her affections with?
YES. At least, that was what my heart said.
Cedra crossed her arms in front of her chest. “I’ve known Dione’s parents for a long time. They’re clothing merchants.”
“Right...” But that didn’t explain just how well she knew Dione.
“And?” I prodded.
“She’s a friend.”
She turned away. Clearly, the conversation was over but I couldn’t let it drop. At least, my mind wouldn’t let it drop.
Cedraaaa...
The purr of Dione’s voice replayed in my head and my eyes narrowed. I probably wasn’t the best at customer service as I attended to different orders over the next few hours.
When the crowd thinned out considerably, Cedra turned away to set up the solar cart and I packed up what little produce remained.
Flashes of Cedra and Dione overwhelmed me. Their hands touching, their bodies, their lips... Doing things that I’d fantasized about for days.
Rage made my skin burn. My brain was starting to fog from the cacophony of doubts echoing through it—with each image of Cedra and Dione together, a little bit of logic flew out the window.
It was quickly replaced by the gnawing, urgent jealousy that crawled up my spine.
