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water.”
     
    A tear fell down her cheek   and blended with the salty sea water. “You can’t love me in one day. You are a crazy guy who thinks he is an imaginary Christmas entity.”
     
    “Yet, you are here in my arms, and it feels very, very right,” Nicholas murmured.
     
    “I must have gone crazy too.” Neeva met his eyes, and she searched his face for answers. “Tell me, Nicholas, what makes you so sure? How can you be so sure about everything?”
     
    “Magic,” he replied with a smile. He knew she wanted him to make promises to assure her everything was okay. He couldn’t do that. Life was filled with twists and turns, and no matter what happened in the past, she would have to learn to trust him.
     
    “I don’t believe in magic, remember?” Neeva pointed out.
     
    He kissed her on the tip of the nose. “There’s still time, my darling Neeva, more time than you could possibly imagine.”
     
    She opened her mouth to ask what he meant, but Nicholas cut her off with a quick kiss. “Come on. Let’s get your equipment back in the shop, and we can go out and enjoy the festival.”
     
    Neeva snorted. “Ha, we’ll be there late. There are always a few pieces I have to rescue from people who don’t care about returning other people’s stuff.”
     
    “Somehow I think today will be different.” He gave her a wink as he climbed onto the Jet Ski and helped her on behind him. Because of his magical influence, Nicholas was absolutely right.
     
    * * * *
     
    He left her on the steps to her patio with a kiss and headed down the beach with a promise to return and pick her up later. He went about the task of trying to woo his Neeva. He rented a car since to whisk her away by magic would not be wise until he could claim her love as his. More orchids, he thought and held out his hands. A blue pot appeared this time, and the flowers, a vibrant orange. He picked out a black shirt to wear for the night and gray slacks. For some reason, he felt nervous. This was not a teasing comment or flirting on the beach. This felt like a date. That one word made him chortle. Who would think that a demigod would be nervous dating a mortal woman? But it was all the same when it came to love. It tied you up in knots and made you jittery inside.
     
    Nicholas left his suite and walked out to where the sleek red convertible was waiting for him. He slid behind the wheel and started the car. It was only a short distance from his hotel to Neeva’s home. After only a few minutes on the main road, he parked in front of her house. This time, instead of coming through her kitchen that faced the beach, he knocked on her front door like a schoolboy on his first date. When she opened the door, Neeva left him tongue-tied. She wore a lilac cotton dress with soft white hibiscus flowers printed around the plunging neckline and hem that came to her knees. Tiny silver straps held the dress in place at her shoulders, and she wore a thin sliver necklace that settled in the hollow of her throat. Nicholas took it all in, from the top of her head and her black hair held back by to fragile sliver barrettes, to her feet in laced sandals the same color of her dress. Simple beauty was the only way to describe her, and she took his breath away.
     
    ‘You’re staring, Nicholas,” Neeva said with a shy smile.
     
    “Um, yeah okay.” Nicholas was lost for words.
     
      “Is your silence a good thing or a bad thing? I don’t think I have ever heard you at a lost for words.”
     
    “It’s a good thing. You look amazing!” Nicholas couldn’t help gushing.
     
    “Well, thank you. I thought I had grown an extra head or something.” Neeva stepped out and closed the door.
     
    “An extra head would only make you more ravishing.” He took her hand and placed a soft kiss on her wrist.
     
    Neeva laughed. “There’s the Nicholas I know, charming and laying it on very thick.”
     
    “When it comes to you, Neeva, every word is