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Of course, the instant Etienne said he would be in attendance, Cambria absolutely yearned to go. No matter how strong his attraction, however, he needed to put his pack first. That made a thought flash unbidden through his head: supposing they ever got involved, would one of them have to relocate?

But he was getting ahead of himself. The yearling had no reason to believe Etienne felt that way at all. Of course, Cambria could ask. The thought snatched the breath from his throat. He was too afraid of the answer. Well, he could tell Etienne how he felt… but that was an even scarier thought. He didn’t think he was ready for the strong possibility of rejection.

Besides, it was too early. This was only their second meeting. And though having a crush wasn’t exactly easy in many ways, it was still delightful in others. He just needed to stay in the present moment. Maybe he ought to flirt a little, not only to test the waters but simply because it would be fun. The Dragonling enjoyed the thought of lavishing Etienne in that kind of attention.

I won’t be able to make it, though I hope it all goes well. And that nobody gets hurt. Although won’t that put you out of a job? Cambria laughed lightly, eyes dancing in his pale face. I take it you’re an experienced medic, then? Should I be calling you Dr Etienne?