as obvious relief washed over him. He swept me in his arms and let out a barely audible sigh. “Jesus, Wil. I heard there was a shooting that involved a faery. And all the reports led back to you.”
I hugged him tightly, burying my face in his shoulder. Goddess, it was good to be safe in his arms. “I’m fine. Especially now that you’re here.”
His hold tightened around me. “Want to tell me about it?”
I let out a humorless chuckle. “Sure. Some stalker pulled a gun. Phoebs took him out. And then I bought a dress.”
“Thank you, Phoebe. Try not go anywhere without her ever again.”
I smiled into his shoulder. “I had the same thought, but we might want to leave her home tonight.”
“Good point. Wait, you bought a dress?” He pulled back, holding me at arm’s length. His forest-green eyes darkened with desire as his gaze traveled the length of my body. He let out a slow, appreciative whistle. “Nice dress.”
“You like it then?” I stared up at him, taking in his corded, muscular frame. Male fae are not blessed with wings. Instead, they are gifted with the ability to climb almost anything. His years of exploring the redwood forests helped him fill out his black sports coat and dark denim jeans better than the average guy. At six foot four with his sun-lightened auburn hair, he was gorgeous.
“Like? I’m not sure that’s the word I’d use.” He traced his fingers down my neck, leaving a trail of shivers in his wake. Then his fingers dug into my arms and he pulled me close, his lips inches from mine.
My breath caught and I brought my hands up to his chest, lightly running my fingers over his hard planes. “What are you waiting for?”
His gaze shifted from my lips to my eyes and then back to my mouth. Nervous anticipation made me bite down on my lower lip.
“What are you trying to do to me? I’m supposed to be taking you to dinner, and right now all I can think about is ripping that torturous dress off you and locking you in this room all night.” His hands relaxed as they moved up over my bare arms.
I closed my eyes, reveling in his gentle but firm caress. Tal was a healer. His touch was more familiar to me than anyone’s. But this was the first night we’d ever allowed ourselves to experience each other without friendship boundaries. I wanted him to lock my door, take me to bed, and spend the evening uncovering my secret desires. But he couldn’t. I had an appointment at Cryrique. And if I didn’t show up, I knew damn well Allcot would send someone to find us.
In my heels, all it took was the tilt of my head and my lips were on Talisen’s. A tiny, strangled moan escaped from him as his tongue pressed into my mouth, barely brushing against mine.
A shiver ran down my back and straight to the tips of my wings. Long-suppressed desire consumed me, and when his arms came around me, I melted against him, our bodies so close I could feel the hard outline of his excitement. Tal’s hands shifted to frame my face as he deepened the kiss, greedily taking what he’d waited so long for.
When he finally pulled back we were both breathless. He chuckled and his eyes gleamed with mischief. “Try that again and we likely won’t make it to dinner.”
My entire body urged me to take his lower lip between my teeth. I almost did it, too, but then took a hesitant step back.
His smile broadened. “Saving something for later?”
“I went through a lot of trouble to get this dress. It deserves to be shown off.”
Stepping closer, he reached out and traced a finger along the fabric tied around my neck.
My knees wobbled and I was certain I was going to melt right there beneath his touch. Damn that felt good. I had to get a grip on myself.
“Off is a perfect way to describe what should come next,” he said.
“Tal!” I laughed and batted his hand away. “We have somewhere to be.”
“Dinner can be eaten anywhere.” He glanced at my queen-sized bed nestled in my magical oak. “I’m
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