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deserve.” Then the brownie threw down the worst threat Roark could ever
imagine. “If you don’t get this settled within the next forty-eight hours I’ll
call your parents home from their cruise of the Fae plane. Your mother will not
stand for your selfish nonsense either.”
    “You know, instead of threatening me with the fury of my
mother’s wrath, maybe you could offer some constructive advice. I am over five
hundred, much too old to be threatened like some babe barely out of short
pants,” he protested while slowly inching away from the heated lion’s breath
tickling his ever shrinking balls.
    “You know there’s another part of the legend,” the little
brownie stated, unclenching his arms. “The second part of the legend states
acceptance must come from the animal soul of the shifter within seventy-two
hours or the bond and the mate will disappear from your life forever. While
she’ll be able to mate and have children with another male, as she’s your Liaria ,you’ll be alone. A mateless eunuch of a leprechaun only spoken of as a
warning to young Fae. Kind of like the human’s version of the booger monster.”
    “Ha, success,” Roark stated unnecessarily when he finally
stood, naked, by the side of the bed. “People will speak of me, Nob, have no
doubts of that. However it won’t be as a cautionary tale, but as the paragon of
virtue whom others of my race will always aspire to be, but never quite make
it. Besides,” Roark gave a casual shrug of his bare shoulder, “I’ll discover
what ails her, fix it and get on with the rest of our lives. Her adoring me and
me being worthy of being adored.”
    A harsh coughing noise sounded from the bed and both men
turned to look at the feline staring at them with intelligent, tawny-colored
eyes. In a splash of vivid colors, the lioness disappeared and in her place a
very naked, very curvy Calder sat looking both amused and irritated.
    “I’ll adore you? Really?” she asked sarcastically. “Will
this be with or without magical intervention?”
    “Well,” he defended himself. “Anything sounds bad when you
put that tone in it.”
    “I don’t think it has anything to do with the tone, but more
along the lines of the sheer amount of stupidity crammed into one man-sized
sentence.” With casual movements, Calder wrapped the fine Irish linen sheet
around her lickable body. Disappointed in missing the sight of her bare breasts
bouncing with her every movement, Roark sent a well-practiced and adorable pout
her way.
    Instead of jumping to do his bidding, Calder rolled her
uniquely colored eyes and spoke to Nob as if Roark no longer existed in the
same room.
    “Is he always this bad?”
    The Benedict Arnold of house brownies shrugged his hideously
colored shoulders. “He’s gotten worse the older he gets. Once he hit two
hundred it became impossible to tame his ego. Add in his power, passable looks
and you get a self-esteem not even Godzilla could crush.” Nob shook his head,
strands of silky hair tangling around his so sad face.
    “Well, I guess this explains why my cat doesn’t trust him.”
    “Yea, I thought as much. However, if fate deigned for the
two of you to be mates then there must be something redeemable in him.”
    They both turned thoughtful gazes his way, neither one
worried or concerned in the least with his blatant nudity. Getting fed up with
their harsh, if possibly honest description of his person, Roark crossed his
arms over his chest and learned against the old wood chest by the bed.
    “Do I need to be here for this conversation or can the two
of you insult me without me hearing it?”
    “Nay, don’t need ya here at all. You’ll only bugger up the
situation even more.”
    “The only thing I’d need you for is purely physical and I’ll
let you know when you’re up to bat. Until then why don’t you go somewhere else
and look pretty while the grownups talk?”
    What happened next Roark would have blocked from his mind if
he had