Samir woke up the next morning, immediately feeling conflicted. His own generosity the night before stunned him; he couldn't justify his agreement to her proposition no matter how he looked at it.
Was he just horny?
Maybe it was a small influence, but he couldn't blame it all on that. When he originally returned to the room he had actually intended to force her onto the couch and get in bed. He had been taking long, long days - working and planning for this 'trade' with the wizards. His mind was spent.
He didn't start heating up until after she started talking to him with such kind intent. She was rather cute when she was being vulnerable, but that was just his predator instinct being drawn to weakened prey. At least, that's what he tried to convince himself.
…but that didn't explain how he started to express himself and attempt to clear up the misunderstanding about the nymphs.
