“I'm ready to have my house back," I said. "Someone wouldn't play with me while we had a guest." Placing my hands on her hips, I pulled her in gently for a heated kiss. "Alan would hear us," she whispered. "I'm trembling with concern," I drawled. She smacked my chest lightly, but the playful grin she tried to shove off her face told a different story. "At least wait until after dinner, okay? I'm starving." With a wicked grin, I stole a kiss. "Be careful making deals with a fae, darling. I'll be holding you to it.”
Book:Dirty Lying Faeries