Chapter fifteen, in which Irene gets in trouble

They went out into the street. Cool air instantly entered the lungs, bringing relief. He bit his skin, ruffled his hair and behaved obnoxiously, but Irene rejoiced at his unkind impulses. Cheeks cool and you can not see how they burn with embarrassment.

The dragon continued to lead her by the hand, and she still felt awkward after what had happened. I felt like I needed to say something else...

"I'm ashamed," Irene admitted with a wince. Crystal clearly grinned and threw her a mysteriously sly look over his shoulder.

“I like your spontaneity,” he admitted suddenly. - Your openness. You don't...