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“Your back may be a mess.”
“It’d better be after that.”
“I’m not finished,” she said, matching his smug tone. She reached down to stroke his erection through the jeans.
He moaned, grasping her hand and stopping her. “You have no idea how much I want you, love, but—”
“But what ?”
Tzader took a deep breath, pulling his honor around him to quench the inferno inside him. “Everything we do here has implications. Lanna tells me if we’re killed while dream walking, we die.” He wasn’t sure how that would play out for two immortals, but wasn’t taking any chances.
“If we make love...” His voice trailed off.
~*~*~
“Then we make love. What of it?” Brina punctuated that reply with a frown. Why would he be concerned? They had pledged their love long ago. “I’m not seein’ a problem. I know you, right now, right here. I’ve no idea about an hour from now.”
“And that’s why we’ll wait until you do know.” Tzader had that unyielding look in his eyes. “I won’t risk you ever looking at me and wondering if I took advantage of you when you had no idea who I was.”
“What about the last time here? I remember us naked in a dream in this very spot.”
“We were, but at that time I didn’t know we were dream walking. Not until Lanna clued me in. I thought it was just me dreaming that I was making love to you.” His eyes searched hers. “You’d tell me if you were pregnant, right?”
“Of course I would.” Then she amended, “Well, I’d be tellin’ someone.”
Brina felt a sharp stab of hurt at the idea she could be pregnant with Tzader’s child, but not remember whose it was. The good news was that she didn’t feel pregnant and should know if she was, right?
He seemed relieved, though. “That’s the reason we’re waiting. I will not make love to you, then leave you confused about what’s going on, and pregnant so that Macha can lock you away somewhere she deems safe.”
He had a valid point, and he was making an honorable choice.
That didn’t make it any better.
She’d tried to kill him because she hadn’t recognized him, but now she wanted to kill him for leaving her without finishing what he’d started.
Of course, she’d started it, so it would be dishonorable on her part to blame him.
Tzader cursed, then pulled her back in for another long kiss. “I can’t keep my damn hands off you. I want you too much.”
That put him back on her good side. She smiled. “Nice to know I’m not the only one left wantin’.”
“Not by a long shot. Once we have you a hundred percent, we’re spending a month away from everyone.”
That sounded wonderful until she took into consideration the part about her being fully recovered. “That may never happen, Tzader.”
“It will!” he said with the ferocity of a leader ordering an army to attack. “Lanna gave me something to try that might help bring back some of your memories permanently.”
“What is it? Let’s do it.”
He showed her his hand that had a weird drawing on it. “These are Cyrillic images she drew on my hand. She told me to hold your hand and repeat a chant right as we return to Treoir. If it works, you’ll gain at least the memories I hold of both of us. Then you’d know enough to convince Macha that you remember me.”
She felt his surge of pain at those words. “I don’t know you when I’m in the castle, do I?”
His smile was sweet and sad. “No, love, but once you have enough memories intact to prove you’re making progress, Macha will agree to let me continue to stay with you. If not, she’ll send me away.”
“I won’t allow that.”
He took her hand in his strong one. His words were gentle. “You may not remember ... us later on, love, but either way I don’t want you battling her. And I don’t want you worrying about remembering. I have a plan.” Not really, but he’d come up with one soon. “In the meantime, I need to know you’re safe no matter
“It’d better be after that.”
“I’m not finished,” she said, matching his smug tone. She reached down to stroke his erection through the jeans.
He moaned, grasping her hand and stopping her. “You have no idea how much I want you, love, but—”
“But what ?”
Tzader took a deep breath, pulling his honor around him to quench the inferno inside him. “Everything we do here has implications. Lanna tells me if we’re killed while dream walking, we die.” He wasn’t sure how that would play out for two immortals, but wasn’t taking any chances.
“If we make love...” His voice trailed off.
~*~*~
“Then we make love. What of it?” Brina punctuated that reply with a frown. Why would he be concerned? They had pledged their love long ago. “I’m not seein’ a problem. I know you, right now, right here. I’ve no idea about an hour from now.”
“And that’s why we’ll wait until you do know.” Tzader had that unyielding look in his eyes. “I won’t risk you ever looking at me and wondering if I took advantage of you when you had no idea who I was.”
“What about the last time here? I remember us naked in a dream in this very spot.”
“We were, but at that time I didn’t know we were dream walking. Not until Lanna clued me in. I thought it was just me dreaming that I was making love to you.” His eyes searched hers. “You’d tell me if you were pregnant, right?”
“Of course I would.” Then she amended, “Well, I’d be tellin’ someone.”
Brina felt a sharp stab of hurt at the idea she could be pregnant with Tzader’s child, but not remember whose it was. The good news was that she didn’t feel pregnant and should know if she was, right?
He seemed relieved, though. “That’s the reason we’re waiting. I will not make love to you, then leave you confused about what’s going on, and pregnant so that Macha can lock you away somewhere she deems safe.”
He had a valid point, and he was making an honorable choice.
That didn’t make it any better.
She’d tried to kill him because she hadn’t recognized him, but now she wanted to kill him for leaving her without finishing what he’d started.
Of course, she’d started it, so it would be dishonorable on her part to blame him.
Tzader cursed, then pulled her back in for another long kiss. “I can’t keep my damn hands off you. I want you too much.”
That put him back on her good side. She smiled. “Nice to know I’m not the only one left wantin’.”
“Not by a long shot. Once we have you a hundred percent, we’re spending a month away from everyone.”
That sounded wonderful until she took into consideration the part about her being fully recovered. “That may never happen, Tzader.”
“It will!” he said with the ferocity of a leader ordering an army to attack. “Lanna gave me something to try that might help bring back some of your memories permanently.”
“What is it? Let’s do it.”
He showed her his hand that had a weird drawing on it. “These are Cyrillic images she drew on my hand. She told me to hold your hand and repeat a chant right as we return to Treoir. If it works, you’ll gain at least the memories I hold of both of us. Then you’d know enough to convince Macha that you remember me.”
She felt his surge of pain at those words. “I don’t know you when I’m in the castle, do I?”
His smile was sweet and sad. “No, love, but once you have enough memories intact to prove you’re making progress, Macha will agree to let me continue to stay with you. If not, she’ll send me away.”
“I won’t allow that.”
He took her hand in his strong one. His words were gentle. “You may not remember ... us later on, love, but either way I don’t want you battling her. And I don’t want you worrying about remembering. I have a plan.” Not really, but he’d come up with one soon. “In the meantime, I need to know you’re safe no matter
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