breathtaking as a naked male. Every inch was sculpted, honed and taut. She blinked, blushed and moved her gaze upward with a jerk when his cock flexed.
Embarrassed, she shifted back into her lioness and bounded across the meadow to the change rooms. Her bra fought her, the panties fought her, and by the time she had slithered into her jeans and shirt, there was a shadow waiting for her on the other side of the veil. Muttering under her breath, she stomped into her shoes and stalked toward the glittering expanse of the veil.
Jim was dressed and leaning casually against the wall. “Shall we continue the tour?”
Lee blushed. “Yes. That would be nice.”
He wrapped an arm around her waist again and pointed out the large houses. “Those are the homes where the majority of the staff at the Crossroads live. The B&B staff do the housekeeping. Since our hours fluctuate with the amount of clients here, we need someone to tidy up after us.”
Lee chuckled. “Men usually do.”
He shrugged. “Well, sleeping in the meadow and bathing myself with my tongue was considered gauche.”
She closed her eyes for a moment, imagining his rough tongue on her skin. She blinked and shook her head. “I can see their point.”
He chuckled. “We never did formal introductions. My full name is James Aloicious Barnes.”
She laughed. “Leandiir Aflai. The name was chosen so that I could not run and try to get a bank account on my own. It made it impossible to get any funding if I approached a bank.”
“Pleased to meet you, Leandiir. How did you manage to get an education if you couldn’t get a loan?”
Lee sighed. “It was a plan generations in the making. My great-great grandmother went to a seer and asked who would be able to break free of the prides, the name was produced, Leandiir Aflai. My great-great grandmother’s father set up the account. He set it up as a trust that would exist with that name on it.”
“He wasn’t a fundamentalist?”
“No. Great-great gran was stolen while her family was passing through on their way west. They looked for her, but her husband held her until she was pregnant, by which point, her family could no longer legally claim her.”
A low growl came out of Jim’s throat. “How can you live in that situation?”
She stopped and forced him to a halt. “I can’t live in that situation. If Carloth touches me again, I will rip his throat out and my own people will put me to death.”
“I am sorry. My words were thoughtless.”
She nodded. “Yes, they were, but you have to understand that I have been taking every opportunity presented to me and making a few of my own in an effort to live my own life. In another six months, I would have had enough saved up to take myself and three of my sisters to a city, and in doing so, I would have given three more lionesses a chance at a normal life.”
“Why three of your sisters?”
“They are already adults. It will only take one of my father’s friends to ask for one or all of them and they will be trapped.” She sighed, turned away from him and walked back toward the café.
“May I ask you more questions?”
She blinked back tears of frustration. “Why?”
He grabbed her arm and turned her to face him. He cupped her jaw and wove his fingers through her hair. “I want to know what I am getting in to.”
Lee leaned up to meet him halfway, holding onto his shoulders as his lips tasted hers. She felt safe, warm and cherished as his lips stroked over hers slowly. She shivered and leaned into him, wrapping her in his scent.
He released her head, wrapped his arms around her and lifted her off her feet. Polite applause broke out, and it made Lee back her head away with a jerk.
The person applauding was Chuck, and he gave her a salute before he turned and walked off toward the bar.
Jim was staring at her, his eyes hot and the erection confined by his jeans pressed against her thigh. Her feet were dangling about a foot off the ground, and his