She rolled her eyes. "I've got eyes, darlin'. But if you think that smile's going to get you entirely out of hot water, you've got another think coming." Damn it. It wasn't fair that his grin settled the worst of her temper. She was enjoying being irritated at him.
Valmae plucked at the neck of her jersey in a vane attempt to simulate a breeze. While Wales could never hope to match a Tennessee summer much less a Louisiana one like those she'd lived through while attending the Academy of Magic, this day was trying its darn'dest. "I plan on going for a dip in a swimming hole I found near my cottage." She walked right on past him before calling over her shoulder, "are you coming or not?" The isolated bend in the creek above her little plot of land would be isolated enough that they could talk without worrying about being overheard.