"Careful or I might still murder you," Valdis scoffed, trying to keep a frown on her face.

Just because her first instinct would be to break the arm of whoever touched her didn't mean she'd actually kill the person. The killing would only be if they weren't someone she knew, or they dared touch her again. Yet Miles was only making a joke of it, so she could play along.

"Most men would be thrilled that I kissed them."