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necessarily," I answered. I hadn't been able to take my eyes off of my sexy mate, so I pulled her closer and nuzzled her hair. Her soft body relaxed against mine.
    Charlie rolled his eyes. "You aren't gonna start kissing, are you?"
    "Maybe. Haven't decided yet." I smiled at Jackie and she giggled again.
    "Gah." He made the finger down his throat motion.  "What is it with girls? Lately Linn wants to kiss me all the time."
    Jackie and I both turned in his direction. "She does?" I asked.
    "Yeah. Whenever she gets me someplace alone she tells me to kiss her. She says it's an important skill and we should practice."
    "And what do you say when she asks?" Jackie's mouth curved down with motherly concern.
    "Uh..." His skin pinked up. "I tell her..." He looked at the ground. "I usually tell her not now."
    "Usually?" Jackie moved closer, hoping to hear all the details.
    He looked so uncomfortable I tried to help him out. "You might want to say something like, 'Maybe we could go for a walk instead'. That should placate her."
    "Hmm. I guess I could try that." He didn't sound particularly hopeful.
    Jackie asked, not finished with her info gathering, "Do you...?"
    "Oops. I'm late getting to Grady's house. Gotta go. See ya." Charlie ran off down the road, successfully escaping further interrogation. Aislin, his fae guard followed behind at an easy jog. Charlie seemed pretty speedy to me.
    Jackie sighed. "I told you, that one's a vixen."
    "Linn's a fae female who sees Charlie as a possible future mate. She's probably asked Grady to kiss her too. Maybe even Farrell."
    "My god, Farrell's a hundred years old!"
    "And will live until he's 5000 or more. He's still a child compared to the others." The look of horror on her face made me laugh out loud. "He wouldn't kiss an eleven year old child, but knowing Linn, she might ask him to."
    She narrowed her eyes and pulled on my shirt, yanking me closer. I left my hands hanging by my sides, allowing her to control me, playing along with my deliciously possessive mate. "If she ever asks you to kiss her, she and I are having words."
    "She's not my type." I winked.
    "What's your type, Mr. Cuvier?" She ran a firm hand across my chest, then over my shoulder and down my arm to my hand, threading her fingers between mine.
    "Sexy cheetahs who smell like wildflowers and fight like demons. I'm rather particular." The grin spread across my face, wide enough to show the tips of my fangs.
    "And where might you find a female with those qualities?" she teased, her voice husky.
    "You might be a candidate," I whispered into her ear, the feel of her body shivering next to mine a heady sensation. "Shall we find out?"
    "I could be convinced if you kiss me. It's a skill we should continue to practice, according to the fae."
    I nibbled on her earlobe, eliciting my favorite whimper, then ran a finger over her mouth. "These are the only lips I ever intend to practice on."
    The kiss was exquisite: her lips soft and yielding, her mouth open and welcoming. She gave me her heart and her spirit along with her body, nourishing my every cell with her love.
     
    Feeling more at peace, I actually laughed out loud from the memory. Jackie's love could still cross dimensions to ease my pain. The life we'd built together left us always connected in a way impossible for even the Queen of Faerie or her vicious slaugh to break.
     
    CHAPTER SEVEN
    It was late afternoon when I beamed into the kitchen, surprised to find Farrell and Liam sitting at the table drinking coffee, their expressions glum. Liam was holding a bag of ice against his left eye.
    "I figured Caelen would have dragged both of you back to Cascade."
    "I fear that I'm no longer welcome. At least for the present." Liam shrugged as Farrell tried to hide a smile behind his hand.
    "What?"
    "Father was furious. He left as soon as he realized what I'd done. Aedus on the other hand, reamed me out for fifteen minutes then, when I wouldn't agree to try to convince you to change your mind,