"Umm, yessss, many future dealsss that benefit us mutually."
The irony of tempting a beautiful serpent in a "garden" with what could be considered the most sinful poisonous apple of them all for a woman who made her "coin" on her back or off the backs of other women, was not lost on Zeph.
She might have called herself Primrose and claimed to be the most beautiful flower in the garden of beauties, but Zeph could tell she was a snake in the grass waiting to strike at the hearts of unsuspecting men.
The beauty of the little patches of scales a top of her cheeks just below her honey-colored eyes and along parts of her breast that he could see due to how her outfit was designed to show off that part of her anatomy was not lost on Zeph, and he could picture just how good her forked tongue would feel.
