Finally, when the food had been served, Wendria slowly withdrew her hand from my lap, sending an unbidden wave of disappointment through me. She shot me one last suggestive look before turning to the others with a broad smile on her face.
"So, what do you girls think? Shall we feast?" She asked, and the other three women all nodded in agreement, though Fate, who was sitting beside me, looked a little shaken by what she had just witnessed.
The conversation was lively, and I found myself enjoying it more than I thought I would. Even though Wendria's hand no longer lingered in my lap, her gaze had become even more intent on me as the topic of discussion grew more intense. Her eyes bore into mine as she spoke, and I could feel a strange heat radiating from her body that seemed to draw me in.
