When Seivarden went for the boots, all Rosa could think of right away was that she hoped she hand't actually forgotten any more knives, because that would suck. But, no, it was fine, she'd definitely got them all.

Those thoughts were chased from her mind pretty quickly, though, with that hand sliding up her thigh and her efforts to not react to it failing even her well-practiced self-control. Hips shifting eagerly forward, a sharp intake of breath that did a great job of highlighting her shirtlessness, she couldn't even help biting down on her lower lip a little.