“What did you have?” Keldarion crosses the room in two steps.
“Just a shot.” I smirk. “Chill out. Or I guess, you’re already chill. Like all the time.”
He snatches the bottle off the table. “Rosalina, this isfyrana.”
“Relax, Kel.” I smile, suddenly not feeling even a little bit afraid of him. “I already tried fae wine, but that’s out of my system. Dayton was a bore with all the water he made me drink.”
“One shot ofthis,” Kel squishes my cheeks with one hand, “is equal to you drinking two bottles of fae wine. In an hour.”
“That seems much more efficient,” I mumble against his hold. “You have really pretty eyes.”
He drops his hand and steps back as if even the thought of me looking at his eyes is insulting.
“What’s that in your hand?” I quirk my head.
“The others are fine, by the way,” Keldarion says lowly. “I found something you left behind.”
My vision is a little sparkly, but I still manage to focus on what Keldarion holds out. Light blue lace. My broken panties.
I snatch them from him. “Don’t touch those!”
“Would you rather Marigold find them in the morning?” He gives the slight hint of a smile.
“She wouldneverlet me live that down.” I scowl at him, then cross to the fire before tossing them in. They’re certainly not salvageable.
“If you must know, I brought you here to make sure you didn’t have a bad reaction to the fae wine,” Keldarion says. “But now you’ve had that liquor, I’ll have no choice but to stay up all night to make sure you don’t choke on your vomit.”
“You’re lying.” I turn to him. “You just thought of that now. It’s an excuse.”
“An excuse?” He balks. “Look, there is one night—”
“You’re a man, I know. How do you usually spend it? Moping alone?” I spread out my arms. “I don’t know why you brought me here. Maybe you’re lonely.”
I’m not sure if we’re talking about tonight or forever.
Kel crosses his arms and leans against the wall. “Trust me, it’s better to be alone than—”
Kel had a great love.Dayton told me that. Someone has hurt Keldarion, and I’m not sure if there’s any connection to the curse, but it’s still affecting him.
“I’ll stay,” I say.
And I’m not sure if I’m talking about tonight or forever.
“But I’m not, you know,doinganything with you. So don’t get any ideas,” I say. Though I wish my body would get on board with my head. Because Keldarion looks way too good cast in the firelight, arms crossed over his broad chest, that stern expression on his handsome face. I would have thought I’d be satisfied from Dayton, but I’m left wanting more.
Liquid heat pools in my core as I squeeze my thighs shut.
“I’ll be sleeping on the couch, obviously.”
It’s startling how fast that man can sap the heat from everything. Including me.Icy prick.“Right then.”
Something catches my gaze, flickering beneath his bed. I bend down to it because anything is better than withering under his cold stare.
At first, I think it’s a long icicle, but then I spy the hilt. I grasp it before straightening, and a cold breeze blows over my bare ass.
Oh no.
I look across at Keldarion, who is giving me another one of those looks of absolute horror. “Oh shit, sorry. I totally didn’t mean to do that.” My whole body is probably the color of a tomato. “You see, all shirts are pretty short on me—”