"You are not concentrating." Zephyros growled for the tenth time.
"Well, it would help if you backed the hell off!" I bit back. He was standing behind me, adjusting my stance and his breath fanned my skin, making it difficult for me to think of anything else but his rock hard frame behind me.
"Do I distract you?" His voice was low and seductive. I swallowed hard and my heart kept lurching into my throat.
"No."I said quickly. Too quickly and I knew for a fact that I wasn't fooling anyone. Not even myself.
"On a battlefield no one gives a damn about your personal space. All they see is blood. All they smell is fear and blood. For the brethren, you are nothing but food. So..." He paused and noticed I'd gone red. I cursed my body and it's antics. "... Scarlet..." I was sure I turned even redder. As red as scarlet. Stupid stupid Zephyros. "... do I distract you?" He purred.
I swallowed. "No." I voice came out as a whisper.
"Good Scarlet. Good. Now, shoot."