Birthright

“Way to dodge the answer, slick.” Rhiannon tsked and shook her head, pretending disappointment in him. Perhaps he was sparing her feelings or too chicken to put it out there. Or maybe he was really in the zone after a fight. She kicked a small rock with the toe of her shoe. “P.S. You clearly don’t know slayers if you think we don’t think about sex after fighting. It happens sometime between checking for broken bones and bleeding arteries.”