With both admiring different things at the same time, Jenna took the moment to savor what Rhane had built with nothing but what he had in his memory.
If she'd known Rhane had such knowledge of foreign things, she'd have had him build more. That way, she'd always have an edge over other traders. Jenna contemplated rubbing her finger on the bowl.
She couldn't believe a man actually built something this unique. The men Jenna had ever seen didn't have the time to look at things inside their homes. They mostly left it to their wives or concubines; it was rare for a man to fix things in Jenna's world. She flicked Rhane a look the moment their eyes locked, she turned aside.
No matter what, he was still a man. One with strength, one who could break her in half if she ever provoked him. Or worse wake up one day and fall out of love.
