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her quick to reach out. Now it was she placing her small hand over his much larger one. He turned his hand over and entwined their fingers, as if he were afraid she was going to walk away from him forever.
“That is not what I said at all. I would be crazy not to find you attractive. Hell, I would venture to say every woman on Earth would find you attractive. As for caring for you? I just met you. I will admit there is a mysterious pull to you that I can’t explain, but I am on new land and know nothing of your ways. All I am asking is that you give me a bit of time to learn not only your culture, but also get to know you.”
Suddenly the bartender was at the table, holding the biggest platter of food she had ever seen in her life. It took up the entire table. “Oh my goodness, there is no way we can eat this much!” she exclaimed.
Both men grinned. “The lass has yet to see a dragon eat,” the bartender chuckled as he walked away shaking his head.
Angel looked at the table covered with food and then up to Zen. “You can eat this much?”
Zen shrugged, as he picked up what looked to be a large yellowish-green pepper. “Here, try this, it is a house specialty.”
Angel allowed him to guide the food to her lips and bit off a small piece. She had expected to be eating some type of pepper since that was what it resembled, but the flavor bursting over her tongue told a different story. What surprised her was that it had an almost grain type flavor, reminding her of a spiced rice dish from home.
“Umm, that is absolutely delicious!” she raved as she watched him devour the remainder of the piece of food.
They spent the next hour making their way through the huge platter before them. She allowed him to feed her, bringing each morsel of food to her lips with his fingers. She soon found herself relaxing and chatting in between bites, as the bartender brought a neverending supply of drinks over to their table.
Angel sat back in her seat and sighed, rubbing her very full stomach. She glanced down at the now almost empty platter before them, shocked the two of them had been able to devour that much food. Even though Zen had only given her small bites of everything, then made short work of eating the remainder, she was still amazed she had eaten so much.
But over the last hour she had grown more comfortable, even going as far as to lick a bit of sauce off the end of his fingertip as he had fed her a tender piece of meat. She had watched his dragon rise and shine through his eyes, giving her the first real glimpse of his beast. Of course, the neverending supply of drinks arriving at the table was helping to boost her confidence, too. She thought the drinks had helped both of them relax and loosened their tongues as well, because by the time they were ready to leave, they had both told stories of their childhood to each other. It was only when they went to get up from the table, when Zen’s quick reactions kept her from face-planting on the floor, did she fully comprehend his earlier warning regarding the drinks. Now as she stood next to the table, and leaned heavily on Zen, she wondered how she was going to be able to walk out of this place.
Zen leaned down to his very drunk mate and whispered in her ear, “Baby, trust me, I will never let anything happen to you.” And with that her world suddenly tilted as he leaned down and picked her up, bringing her to rest securely against his chest.
He confidently walked out of the eatery with his mate in his arms, chest puffed out in pride that she was allowing him to take care of her. He surmised it was only because she was too drunk to walk, and come tomorrow when she sobered up he would probably catch hell, but tonight he was going to enjoy her compliance.
About halfway back to the castle he heard a strange noise coming from her and looked down to see her fast asleep. Her mouth was open slightly, and his dragon fed him a picture of her mouth around his very hard, very
“That is not what I said at all. I would be crazy not to find you attractive. Hell, I would venture to say every woman on Earth would find you attractive. As for caring for you? I just met you. I will admit there is a mysterious pull to you that I can’t explain, but I am on new land and know nothing of your ways. All I am asking is that you give me a bit of time to learn not only your culture, but also get to know you.”
Suddenly the bartender was at the table, holding the biggest platter of food she had ever seen in her life. It took up the entire table. “Oh my goodness, there is no way we can eat this much!” she exclaimed.
Both men grinned. “The lass has yet to see a dragon eat,” the bartender chuckled as he walked away shaking his head.
Angel looked at the table covered with food and then up to Zen. “You can eat this much?”
Zen shrugged, as he picked up what looked to be a large yellowish-green pepper. “Here, try this, it is a house specialty.”
Angel allowed him to guide the food to her lips and bit off a small piece. She had expected to be eating some type of pepper since that was what it resembled, but the flavor bursting over her tongue told a different story. What surprised her was that it had an almost grain type flavor, reminding her of a spiced rice dish from home.
“Umm, that is absolutely delicious!” she raved as she watched him devour the remainder of the piece of food.
They spent the next hour making their way through the huge platter before them. She allowed him to feed her, bringing each morsel of food to her lips with his fingers. She soon found herself relaxing and chatting in between bites, as the bartender brought a neverending supply of drinks over to their table.
Angel sat back in her seat and sighed, rubbing her very full stomach. She glanced down at the now almost empty platter before them, shocked the two of them had been able to devour that much food. Even though Zen had only given her small bites of everything, then made short work of eating the remainder, she was still amazed she had eaten so much.
But over the last hour she had grown more comfortable, even going as far as to lick a bit of sauce off the end of his fingertip as he had fed her a tender piece of meat. She had watched his dragon rise and shine through his eyes, giving her the first real glimpse of his beast. Of course, the neverending supply of drinks arriving at the table was helping to boost her confidence, too. She thought the drinks had helped both of them relax and loosened their tongues as well, because by the time they were ready to leave, they had both told stories of their childhood to each other. It was only when they went to get up from the table, when Zen’s quick reactions kept her from face-planting on the floor, did she fully comprehend his earlier warning regarding the drinks. Now as she stood next to the table, and leaned heavily on Zen, she wondered how she was going to be able to walk out of this place.
Zen leaned down to his very drunk mate and whispered in her ear, “Baby, trust me, I will never let anything happen to you.” And with that her world suddenly tilted as he leaned down and picked her up, bringing her to rest securely against his chest.
He confidently walked out of the eatery with his mate in his arms, chest puffed out in pride that she was allowing him to take care of her. He surmised it was only because she was too drunk to walk, and come tomorrow when she sobered up he would probably catch hell, but tonight he was going to enjoy her compliance.
About halfway back to the castle he heard a strange noise coming from her and looked down to see her fast asleep. Her mouth was open slightly, and his dragon fed him a picture of her mouth around his very hard, very
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