The Sunspire dandelion fluff

he was speaking and speaking, but teya had wanted him to come up and perhaps entertain here upon the wide shelf of rock.
but his refusal suggested something other to the violet; she laughed and eventually dropped down goatlike and careless near him once more. "did you make a fib to me, zane?" teya teased, seeking to crowd him against the stone of their path. "you are all right to be this high?"
a hard glint to her gaze; she did not enjoy lies, as much as she had come to enjoy his face and cocky way of being.