Chapter 7: Bewitched
Lethia pursed her lips and turned to the window, hiding the heat creeping up her face.
"What kind of treatment was that?"
"It works the same way as a heating pad or a massage belt used to ease menstrual cramps in humans. Your uterine muscles cramped from stress. It could be from you running in a frenzy earlier, too. That treatment helps relax the muscles around your uterus and lower abdomen, so..." He trailed off.
"So?"
The man met Lethia's gaze and chuckled. "I think you'd be even more flustered if we continued this conversation."
Lethia frowned. "It's even more embarrassing when you say it like that."
"Why would it be? Because you moaned? That's a perfectly normal sound to make when your muscles relax. I hear it all the time in the hospital."
"Do you think moaning in a car with a man I barely know is normal?" she grumbled, throwing her gaze out the window.
He laughed, clearly amused. "I'm flattered you see me as a man."