He took a deep breath, and her world exploded in light. She was forced to close her eyes against the blinding brilliance. When she opened them again, she was shocked speechless.
The hay bales and farming equipment had disappeared. Instead she found herself inside a huge sapphire tent, the edges and “windows” detailed in delicate gold Arabic scrollwork. The floor was completely covered in brightly colored silk pillows of every hue imaginable. A small gold table had been set up against one wall. On it sat a carafe of wine and a plate of candied dates. Fragrant oil lamps hung from the three poles holding the tent up, sending the delicious scent of vanilla into the air.
Wide-eyed she turned to look at what was behind her. It was only then that she realized that she could feel the soft caress of silk against her bare flesh. She looked down.
“Holy crap!” The scanty harem costume, consisting of two barely-there red scarves over her breasts and long, sheer red skirt held at her waist by a gold belt, left absolutely nothing to the imagination.
“Hmmm, I do like you in red, kitten.”
She stared, her eyes wide as saucers, towards the front of the tent.
There, in all his half-naked, white-garbed splendor, was Leo. His white pants were gathered at the ankles and waist with gold ties and his chest and feet were bare. Golden armbands encircled both of his biceps. His expression held a glimmer of amusement mixed with a healthy dose of lust.
He entered the tent, moving with the grace of a panther. Any other man of Ruby’s acquaintance would have slipped and fallen on the silk pillows. Leo glided over them, his feet barely making an impression. Her nipples tightened in anticipation at his predatory expression. His gaze roved over her body with unmistakable possession.
Ruby gulped and bit her lip. “Leo?”
“Don’t be afraid, kitten. Remember, I’ll never, ever hurt you.”
“What’s going on?”
“Trust me.”
“Toto, I’ve got a feeling we’re not in Nebraska anymore,” Ruby whispered.
Leo stopped. His lips twitched. “You’re about to be ravished by a Seelie Sidhe lord and you’re misquoting The Wizard of Oz at me? I think I may be insulted.”
Ruby blinked, her rampant sense of humor once again threatening to get her into trouble. “First off, a Sealy is a mattress—”
“You’re welcome to lie on me anytime.”
“Second, you are so not a she.”
“Shtheee. It’s pronounced Shthee.”
“Uh-huh. Lord? That I believe. Hell, you’re the absolute King of Bullshit.”
Leo sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Somehow, this isn’t going quite the way I expected.”
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Ruby could practically feel the light bulb settling over her head. She sat up carefully. “Seelie Sidhe lord.”
Leo eyed her warily and nodded.
“You’re an elf?”
Leo frowned. “Sidhe.”
“Like Legolas?”
“Ruby!”
“Oh! Galadriel! Can you do the glowy pond thing, too?”
Leo flopped down on the pillows next to her, his breath huffing out in an exasperated laugh. “No, Frodo, I can’t.”
“Hey!” She sniffed. “I at least get to be Arwen. Hell, I’ll take éowyn.” She waved a hand regally.
“You can be Gimli.”
She dissolved into helpless giggles. Leo rolled over and pulled her under him, one dark brow rising arrogantly. “Ruby, I really am a Seelie Sidhe lord.”
She was laughing too hard to answer. He sighed, and pushed his hair back over his ears, allowing their delicately tapered points to show. “Ruby, I have no glamour on me now. Look at me. Really look at me.”
He had to wait until her giggles died down, and that took a bit of time. They had a slightly hysterical twinge to them that even she could hear. Once they did, she really took a good, hard look at him.
The differences were subtle. His ears were slightly tapered into delicate points. His eyes had an otherworldly glow to them that made them gleam brightly in the lamplight. His skin glittered with sparkles of gold, the effect when he moved erotic. The most exotic change, however, were his pupils. Human pupils were round. His pupils were oval. Not much of a change, and easily disguised, but obviously not human.
Ruby caressed his ear with a wondering hand. Her fingertips gently brushed over the tapered points.
He shuddered, his eyes closing in exquisite pain.
“Do you know how long it’s been since someone’s done that for me?”
She smirked, feeling incredibly sexy all of a sudden. “Erogenous zone?”
“Oh, very much so.” He opened his eyes, a sensuous smile curving his lips. He stared down at her barely covered breasts, the sensuous smile heating. “How do you like my fantasy?” She raised one cynical brow, loving it when he chuckled. “At least you’re wearing clothes. I’d have preferred you naked.”
“I almost am!”
“Yes. Operative word: almost.”
“Pig.”
“That’s Lord Pig, thank you very much.”
“How are you doing this?” Ruby rested her hand on his shoulder, brushing at it to see if the gold sparkles came off in her hand. They didn’t.
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