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As much as she played the temptress, Alya could admit to herself that the boy's nearness was tantalizing in its own right. What she was doing was wrong — even if her sisters said otherwise — and it felt so very right to backslide after playing the good wife for so long.

Well met, Lionel, she breathed into his ear, enduring his touch like a king extending his ring to be kissed. His nearness would be much more tantalizing after a bath, she thought, and tried to focus on the rangy scent of young man buried beneath all the brine.

She withdrew, taking a deep, secretired breath of fresh air. I have business to attend to, she said, a merry twinkle in her blue eyes. It had only been a brief, chance encounter, but this youth was already a contender, in her mind. But, if you would like to meet again... you should make yourself easily found.

She had to hurry and track down Huojin, before the boy ran into trouble..

Until next time, she said, casting him one last, wistful glance over her shoulder before atempting to exit stage right.