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“--- He knit his brows as she stared at him. "Do I have a pustule on my face?" "No." She continued to stare. He may be a bit more time-weathered, but that only served to increase his allure. And his eyes. Lord, his eyes were the same crystal blues that could pierce through her soul. Tilting his chin up, he folded his arms. "Then why are ye looking at me like that?" "I want to remember." His gaze softened. "I've never forgotten." "Nor have I.”

“God, I've missed ye," he heard himself say. Fear of failure? Mayhap when it came to her. He'd endure a mangled shoulder any day if he never had to suffer losing Eva again. Her inhale spluttered as she looked up into his eyes, moving her hands to his whiskered cheek. "I--" Dipping his head, he kissed her. Aye, finally kissed her, like he'd been aching to do for three days. And God bless it, she kissed him back.”

“A wee beverage afore the next dance?" Her green eyes widened mischievously as her tongue slipped to the corner of her mouth. "Yes, indeed." She took the goblet and drank a healthy tot. Before she downed it all, he stopped her. "Ye might want to ebb your thirst... for I have plans involving the both of us this night, and it will be all the more fun if ye are awake to enjoy it.”

“Mm hmmm." His gaze dropped to her lips. "I missed ye." Lordy, he could melt marzipan with that sexy Scottish burr. With a dip of his chin, he brushed a kiss across her mouth. Hot tingles spread down her back. Eva moved closer and pressed her body flush with his toned, muscular form. If they hadn't been born so many centuries apart, she could have believed they were made for each other, fitting together perfectly as if molded from the same clay. Closing her eyes, she drank him in, allowing her senses to take over. Hot, spicy male kissed and held her in a tender embrace with arms that could crush a man, let alone her fine bones. Yet he cradled her with incredible tenderness.”

“Opening her eyes, Eva placed her palm in the center of William's chest. "You're next." With her wee push, he obliged her and sat on the edge of the bed. Kneeling, she untied his shoes and removed his hose. When she stood, William had already untied the lace of the arming doublet he wore atop his shirt. Eva held up her finger. "Tsk, tsk. You don't want to spoil my fun do you?" He shrugged out of the doublet with a look of defiance. "It canna hurt to help a bit." "Come here." She pulled him up by the cord of his chausses. Fingers working quickly, she untied them and his braies, and let them drop to the floor. Then, with a sultry giggle, she slowly tugged the tie on his linen shirt, staring at his eyes while she tortured him, pulling oh so very slowly. "This bit of linen is all that's left between us, William." He growled though straight white teeth. "And it will be torn to shreds if ye dunna haste to rip it from my torrid flesh.”

“What was this future world where people aged so slowly? Were they protected in cocoons of silk? "What say ye? Are there no warriors?" "There are soldiers who join the army - and they learn combat, but most of the fighting is done..." She glanced aside. "Pardon?" "You wouldn't believe me." He snorted. "The fighting is done by banshees and fairies? She threw back her head with a belly laugh. "Now that would be a good name for a video game.”