She found herself sitting back at the table. Their frozen moment was over and everyone’s eyes were on her once again. From the worried look on Djeri’s face, that frozen moment had been longer than a moment. “How long were we like that?” she asked. “You two was lookin’ into each other’s eyes fer near a whole damn minute,” Lenny said, leaning forward with one elbow on the table. He gave his handlebar mustache an amused twist. “If Bettie hadn’t told me otherwise, I’d’ve thought you was ‘bout to start smoochin’.” “Shuddup, Lenui,” Bettie said. Tarah’s eyes narrowed and she was hit with the sudden urge to leap over the table and punch Tolivar in the face. “Are you alright, Tarah?” Djeri said. “I’ve been worse,” she said though clenched teeth. How dare Tolivar snatch her mind away like that? It didn’t matter who he was. She struggled to keep her composure, reminding herself that their conversation had been for the best. She settled on giving the named wizard a fixed glare.
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