the delicious
food. Now, I’m standing outside some seedy tavern, and I really can’t wait to
find out what’s on the menu.” One of her eyebrows arched up in a teasing
expression. “I’m beginning to think maybe my problem was the company.”
He narrowed his eyes and feigned irritation. “Who is this man
you keep referring to? He sounds rather unpleasant, and I don’t think I like
the fact that he keeps making an appearance in our conversation.”
Her laughter lightened his heart in a way he had seldom
experienced. Knowing he had been the one to cause it made it that much more
magical. “What’s wrong, Liron? Do you feel threatened?” She came up close to
him, her eyes seducing him with their burning sensuality.
His insides ignited. The fact that she asked, that the
possibility even entered her mind, meant that she acknowledged the mutual
attraction between them. It was difficult not to. Sexual tension arced between
them like electricity. Every time she came near him, his body reminded him of
how completely un-dormant he was.
He buried his hands in her hair, relishing the silken strands
as they slipped through his fingers. “And if I do?”
She ran her palms up his chest again in the way that made his
knees want to give out every time she did it. “Don’t be.”
Her tempting lips were turned up to him, beckoning, pleading
for him to claim them with his. For one horrible moment, he wondered if he
would even remember how to kiss a woman. It had been so bloody long.
He had loved Elizabeth instantly. And he was horribly infatuated
with this woman. Apparently, his heart’s idea of playing it safe was waiting a
night before deciding it wanted to hand itself over to a woman. Every second he
was with Melody, every teasing glance she shot him, every piece of spunk, every
time she ran her palms across his chest the way she liked to do, he stumbled
more and more into frightening territory.
He wanted to guard his heart, wanted to be safe, aloof. But
he couldn’t.
Not when she made him hear rhapsodies.
He lowered his lips toward hers, aching to sample her taste,
feel the petal softness of her mouth against his. It was an all-consuming
desire. One he was powerless to resist.
She tilted her face up to his, accepting, welcoming….
“Hold your horses! I have to go and feed the pigs if you want
to stay in business, you lazy scoundrel!”
A large woman with a bosom that could have swallowed a small
child burst out of the tavern door, carrying a pan full of hog slop. She was
too busy yelling over her shoulder at the “lazy scoundrel” to see Liron and
Melody, who were positioned in a rather bad place directly in her path. Liron
saw what was coming, and tried to move Melody out of the way, but his reflexes
were not as quick as he might have hoped, and the woman was an unstoppable
force.
She ceased shouting long enough to turn around and plow
straight into Melody, overturning the pan, which cascaded down the front of her
splendid outfit.
Melody shrieked and stumbled back, then looked down at her
shirt and pants in horror.
“Madam, I’m so sorry!” the woman cried. “I wasn’t paying
attention to where I was going!”
Melody let out a wavering, shaky sound and turned her
attention to Liron. “Why?” she muttered. “Seriously… why ?”
He grimaced and went to her. “Melody, I am so very sorry. It
was my fault for stopping in the doorway.”
Her shock slowly transformed into agitation, and she shook
her arms sharply. “Why do I seem to be spending my time with you covered in
liquids?” she snapped.
“Please, let me get you a change of clothes,” the woman said,
flitting and fussing over Melody in a way that was really no help whatsoever.
“My daughter is very slim, as you are. I am sure you can fit into something of
hers. Please, I am so sorry, madam. Come inside and I will tend to this.” She
took Melody’s hand and started to tug her in the direction of the tavern.
“Dinner is on the house
food. Now, I’m standing outside some seedy tavern, and I really can’t wait to
find out what’s on the menu.” One of her eyebrows arched up in a teasing
expression. “I’m beginning to think maybe my problem was the company.”
He narrowed his eyes and feigned irritation. “Who is this man
you keep referring to? He sounds rather unpleasant, and I don’t think I like
the fact that he keeps making an appearance in our conversation.”
Her laughter lightened his heart in a way he had seldom
experienced. Knowing he had been the one to cause it made it that much more
magical. “What’s wrong, Liron? Do you feel threatened?” She came up close to
him, her eyes seducing him with their burning sensuality.
His insides ignited. The fact that she asked, that the
possibility even entered her mind, meant that she acknowledged the mutual
attraction between them. It was difficult not to. Sexual tension arced between
them like electricity. Every time she came near him, his body reminded him of
how completely un-dormant he was.
He buried his hands in her hair, relishing the silken strands
as they slipped through his fingers. “And if I do?”
She ran her palms up his chest again in the way that made his
knees want to give out every time she did it. “Don’t be.”
Her tempting lips were turned up to him, beckoning, pleading
for him to claim them with his. For one horrible moment, he wondered if he
would even remember how to kiss a woman. It had been so bloody long.
He had loved Elizabeth instantly. And he was horribly infatuated
with this woman. Apparently, his heart’s idea of playing it safe was waiting a
night before deciding it wanted to hand itself over to a woman. Every second he
was with Melody, every teasing glance she shot him, every piece of spunk, every
time she ran her palms across his chest the way she liked to do, he stumbled
more and more into frightening territory.
He wanted to guard his heart, wanted to be safe, aloof. But
he couldn’t.
Not when she made him hear rhapsodies.
He lowered his lips toward hers, aching to sample her taste,
feel the petal softness of her mouth against his. It was an all-consuming
desire. One he was powerless to resist.
She tilted her face up to his, accepting, welcoming….
“Hold your horses! I have to go and feed the pigs if you want
to stay in business, you lazy scoundrel!”
A large woman with a bosom that could have swallowed a small
child burst out of the tavern door, carrying a pan full of hog slop. She was
too busy yelling over her shoulder at the “lazy scoundrel” to see Liron and
Melody, who were positioned in a rather bad place directly in her path. Liron
saw what was coming, and tried to move Melody out of the way, but his reflexes
were not as quick as he might have hoped, and the woman was an unstoppable
force.
She ceased shouting long enough to turn around and plow
straight into Melody, overturning the pan, which cascaded down the front of her
splendid outfit.
Melody shrieked and stumbled back, then looked down at her
shirt and pants in horror.
“Madam, I’m so sorry!” the woman cried. “I wasn’t paying
attention to where I was going!”
Melody let out a wavering, shaky sound and turned her
attention to Liron. “Why?” she muttered. “Seriously… why ?”
He grimaced and went to her. “Melody, I am so very sorry. It
was my fault for stopping in the doorway.”
Her shock slowly transformed into agitation, and she shook
her arms sharply. “Why do I seem to be spending my time with you covered in
liquids?” she snapped.
“Please, let me get you a change of clothes,” the woman said,
flitting and fussing over Melody in a way that was really no help whatsoever.
“My daughter is very slim, as you are. I am sure you can fit into something of
hers. Please, I am so sorry, madam. Come inside and I will tend to this.” She
took Melody’s hand and started to tug her in the direction of the tavern.
“Dinner is on the house
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