Hoshor Plains dife

"dey are not," mireille murmured, believing it despite the fact that she had never allowed val a chance to know, nor herself. lip bitten, she looked down at maleah; "an' i know for a fact it be more fun."
her heart was racing in spite of the slow syrup of her words; she let a small darkened laugh unfold between she and maleah, then stepped back. 
no need to offer; it too rested betwixt their unsaid gazes.