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genuinely concerned for her well-being. Perhaps if she stayed, it would help ease Nevar's conscience. She much preferred to see him with an aura of confidence as opposed to his apologetic moping. "Okay, if you insist. I have more questions to ask and it will give me plenty of time to think of more."
    "Can I let the cat out of he bag?" Xander laughed. "So sorry. I've been holding onto that one since I arrived!"
    Alyssa couldn't help but laugh. "I'm sure she would like that if, of course, it's okay with you, Nevar?"
    "Certainly. After all, I already allow Xander on the furniture, do I not?" His ensuing laughter was infectious and she had to hold her sides to keep them from splitting apart. Even Xander was laughing. As he left the room, she had the impression that the true personality of Nevar was starting to show. He was like a multi-faceted gem that had to be turned this way and that to see and truly appreciate the light reflected in each side and angle.
    She heard Xander unzipping the travel bag holding her cat and saw the long-haired tortoise shell spring out. She was a mottle of colors ranging from black to orange, but mostly a rich chocolate and caramel mixture with a white spot under one eye that resembled a tear. She had always joked that the quirky feline was a little bit nuts, so the name "Snickers" was a perfect fit. She was small as far as cats went, but her long hair made her look much larger than she actually was. Being a smart cat, she bolted from the room to find a decent place to hide until she felt safe, or got hungry.
    Zukko had curled up to sleep at her feet, feeling more secure by his master's side than hiding beneath some strange piece of furniture. She bent to pick him up and pull him in her lap. She ran her fingers through the soft fur on his back, finding comfort in his warmth.
    "Alright, now I'm jealous," Xander said, with a smirk. Your fingers look so very tempting.
    You're not going to test how far my self-control will last, are you? But she couldn't help but smile under his gaze .
    The mischievous twinkle shone in his eyes again and one corner of his mouth pulled up enough to flash her his stunning smile. The thought had crossed my mind, and quite tempting, but not on the first night. He winked at her and stood up, as if he were preparing to leave.
    "Wait, are you leaving? I still have more questions for you." She started to get up to follow him, and she found out very quickly why the two of them had insisted she stay here. The moment she reached her full height, she felt the world turning very quickly. Her stomach lurched as though she were to be sick. Darkness crept up at the edges of her eyesight and then her muscles melted beneath her and she started to fall.
    She was caught by strong arms, thickly corded with muscles. As her vision began to clear, she followed them up to see Nevar's handsome face. She had not even seen him re-enter the room. He caught her legs in the crook of his arm and lifted her easily, despite her being dead weight.
    "Get ready, Alyssa. I am going to whisk you away again," he warned. He gave her a slight pause for courtesy's sake then they dissolved into thin air again, leaving Xander standing there and drifting through the air up a grand staircase to a bedroom down the hall. She felt her body rematerialize, but still felt weightless in Nevar's arms. He carried her to a bed that dwarfed her own and laid her down.
    The room was exquisite. She recognized the gold fleur-du-lis painted by hand on the walls. If she wasn't mistaken, they had used actual gold in the paint, making this a room fit for a queen of France. Everything in the room was either velvet red, or royal blue, and everything was accented in gold. The authentic French decor was fit for a museum.
    Nevar smiled at her and pushed a strand of hair out of her eyes. "Your eyes miss nothing, do they?"
    "Nevar," she started. His voice had been so soft and his touch had not only lit her on fire, but it had been as gentle as