“My sister is fully mated tonight. Sun and moon. It’s a good party. You should come.”
“Not hardly.”
Eric laughed. A full-throated, deep laugh, one that made Iona’s stomach do flips and her blood burn.
Eric got to his feet with liquid grace, pulled Iona up with him, held her face between his hands, and kissed her. His mouth was hot, spicy, lips warm.
He eased back from the kiss, and Iona stopped herself from leaning to him, from silently begging for more.
“I’ll bring you in, Iona,” Eric said. “And when I do, that will be a good day. A very good day. I’m looking forward to it.”
He kissed her again, hands and mouth mastering.
Then Eric flowed away from her, melting into the shadows. The good scent of him lingered an instant before that too vanished, leaving Iona alone in the moonlight, and breathless.
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