Tears streamed down her face and she leaned forward pressing her lips to his. “I might ask you again tomorrow,” she warned.
“And I will tell you the same thing and then kiss you senseless.”
Evanora pressed her forehead to his. “Thank you, Sly. For not giving up. For doing whatever you needed to do to get me back.”
“You don’t have to thank me, my precious one. I will always come for you. I will always want you and need you.”
She yawned and he pulled her down onto the pile of furs he’d laid on the floor. “Sleep, my love. You need rest. Sleep and then when you wake I will make love to you so you will know how much I love you, need you, and desire you no matter what that lying snake told you. Sleep.” He pulled the blanket over them and tucked her close to his body. When her breathing evene
