"You aren't a wife. And if you had slapped me I would have deserved it. But I bet it gave those hens something to cluck about." Yes, there had been a reason to do it, the chance to make those nose in the air Havencrest girls a shock they wouldn't soon forget.

But about midway through making her point she'd discovered maybe she'd wanted to as well. And more surprisingly he'd been a good kisser, very receptive and enthusiastic. She liked that about him in general, he wasn't as closed off and button up as most of his people were.

Mara smirked at the streak of dark across his cheek and dots over his nose. Hazard of working under greasy parts. It showed he really did work though, not just played at it.

"You've got some," She gestured to his face and found her smirk widening to a smile, she looked around for a clean rag and dabbed it over the spots. "Better."