I was all too conscious of the fact that I was naked
except for the towel wrapped around me
A gasp got stuck in my throat, and I swayed as I almost collapsed to the floor in a heap!
“Hello, Shee Willow.”
I was trying to find my voice. Hell, I was trying to find my brain. I definitely heard a scream in my head—somehow it only came out as a peep. I guess instinct made me step backwards and put out my hand in place of the ‘no’ I couldn’t get out of my lungs.
The thing was—I knew him. I recognized him the moment I saw his glorious self. This dreamy hunk of maleness was a royal Fae prince, and I had met him before. Smiling his ‘conquer by charm’ smile, he proceeded to look me over.
Shit! This Fae was dangerous to any and all females, but particularly to me. Did I mention he had a killer smile? It started in his silver eyes and spread across his oh so masculine and handsome face. His dark blond hair was slicked back and its lengths were braided and tied at the nape of his neck with a leather string. He wore a pale blue silk T-shirt and faded low-cut tight jeans. Even in his flat sandals he stood well over six feet something, and at the moment he was standing provocatively close as he towered above me.
He reached for my pointing, wagging finger and kissed the palm of my hand. “I chose to come here now because I wanted to see you while Bantry was away. We need to talk.”
I asked him what he wanted to talk to me about. What could be so important?
He answered by swooping me into his embrace and whispering softly, “I want to talk to you for many reasons. However, you are a tempting beauty, and I would like to get to know …” His kisses gently covered my neck and my ears with ease and expertise.
I managed to pull away. I mean this was too much too soon even for my infatuated person. Just what was happening here and why—I wanted the real why of it explained. Trying to maintain composure while I held my towel tightly in place, I stepped back and away from him and told him roundly, “Hold on, fella.”