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She smiled at him and drank. The wine was rich and velvety and went down
smoothly.
The food began to arrive and they both stopped talking for several minutes as they
enjoyed the appetizer course. The entre was a lovely mixture of grilled fish and steak.
The vegetables were perfect and delicious. Con fed her bites of asparagus and salmon
and she licked his fingers.
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An hour and a half later, the table cleared but for a lovely slice of chocolate cake
and a bowl of homemade ice cream, Con leaned forward and kissed her softly.
This was lovely, Con. The best meal I ve ever eaten.
You haven t agreed to marry me.
She looked at him, one eyebrow raised. You haven t asked.
He gestured with his head and she looked down and saw the small, black velvet
ring box on the table in front of her. Showoff, she said with a grin.
She cracked open the box and gasped. It wasn t some giant diamond that she would
have been embarrassed to wear or a setting that was too lavish. It was an antique
diamond ring in a platinum setting. In fact, she d looked at this very ring every week
for the last year as she passed by the jewelry store near her parents house.
She looked up at him, tears shimmering in her eyes.
He leaned forward, alarmed. I m sorry, I thought you liked it, the way you looked
at it&
She put her finger over his lips and shook her head. I love it, Con. These are good
tears.
So you ll marry me by human law as well as being my wife according to the laws
of the Sidhe?
She nodded and he smiled, relieved, and reached out to put the ring on her finger.
She looked at it, glittering in the light of the candles in the room.
We should get this cake to go. I can think of a better place to eat it, she said
suggestively.
Back in the penthouse?
Off your belly.
He made a gesture and the server quickly approached. We d like the whole cake to
take away with us, he told the server and Em pursed her lips at him, taking his
measure.
She excused herself to go to the ladies room. Minutes later, as she returned to the
table, she saw yet another woman had not only approached their table but was actually
sitting in her chair! The woman was leaning toward Con, a hand on his arm. Em walked
back to their table and watched as he smiled and flirted with the woman, laughing with
her and making no move to remove the hand.
She came to a stop next to the table and looked down at the scene with a raised
brow. Excuse me, but we re on our way out to have some hot sex and eat cake off each
others naked bodies, Em said through a fake smile.
Con looked up at her and saw the dangerous glint in her eye. He stood up
smoothly, nodded to the other woman briefly and turned to Em. I ve got the cake right
here, a ghra. I ve been waiting most anxiously.
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Mmmm-hmmm, she said with a glint in her eye and took the arm he d been
offering. They walked out of the restaurant and he helped her into the limo.
I sense that you are a bit miffed with me, Em, he purred at her as he kissed each
of her fingertips.
Em looked at him and snorted, remaining silent for the ride, working through her
feelings. He had ignored the steward and the hostess but she hated that other women
constantly seemed to throw themselves at him.
He was so incredibly handsome that it made her feel a bit insecure. Yet she was
wearing the ring he d given her when he d proposed to her not a half hour prior. She
had to face her insecurities about not being able to read him. Other people did it every
day, didn t they?
Con watched her as they drove, holding her hand in his own. He could feel that she
was thinking about something and he was a bit uneasy about it, but she didn t seem
panicked and hadn t removed her hand from his and so he tried to give her the silence
she seemed to need.
Back at the hotel he picked her up and stalked into the bedroom, tossing her on the
bed and immediately covering her body with his own. Tell me.
She looked up into his face. He d shaken off the glamour as soon as they d walked
in the door and features that were as familiar to her as her very own greeted her. I
don t like the other women, she said, feeling totally stupid as she said it.
What other women?
Everywhere we go there are other women. And when I came back from the
bathroom there was another woman sitting in my chair, with her hand on you, and you
were flirting with her and it just made me feel a bit insecure for a moment.
He kissed her hard then, not stopping until he felt her anger begin to melt. Yes,
women flirt with me and yes, it does amuse me. I m flattered, sometimes I m annoyed.
Sometimes I flirt back. But it means nothing. None of them can compare to you. Em,
women do look and offer, it s something that happens frequently. But I d never take
them up on it. You know that, don t you?
She looked at him and knew the answer, even without her gift. It was in the way he
held her, the way his weight was on her but he held himself up with his arms so he
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