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like that in Garran’s chamber. The room was decorated in navy blue velvet and gold brocade with beautiful tapestries gracing the walls.
    â€œWhere do you get all of these—these things?” Hannah asked as he released her hand and she stepped onto a navy and gold patterned rug. Her experienced eye told her the rug was so well made it could have been Persian. She walked to a bed that was much like Garran’s, and rubbed her hand over the velvet coverlet. “And the food—things that are raised aboveground? Like the vegetables we ate for dinner and the fish in the market?”
    She turned to Garran to see him with his shoulder hitched against the chamber’s doorway, his arms across his chest. There was no longer pain in his expression. Instead he smiled as if he were entertained by her question. “Did you think we would eat bats and grubs?”
    Her normal aplomb returned. She could give as good as she got. “Of course.”
    This time he laughed out loud. “At night we barter with various beings that live on the surface.” His eyes suddenly held a dark, smoldering look. “As you can imagine, we have much to offer.”
    â€œYou certainly do.” Hannah held his gaze. “Gold and gemstones, of course.”
    Garran studied her for a long moment
    Breathing didn’t come easy and her heart pounded so hard her chest hurt as her gaze locked with his. Intense desire flooded through her like she’d never felt before. Her nipples hardened and ached and a tingle traveled from her belly to between her thighs.
    The roguish glint returned to his eyes as they traveled over her body, making her wish she was naked and it was his hands instead of only his gaze stroking her.

    Who was this Hannah who was being totally turned on by the king of the Dark Elves?
    â€œStop it.” She sucked much-needed air into her lungs. “You’re using Drow magic on me.”
    The corner of his mouth quirked. “So you desire me.”
    Mentally attempting to douse the flare of lust coursing through her, she narrowed her gaze and glared at him. “You promised you wouldn’t.”
    It was as if a rope bound her, tugging at her, trying to draw her to him with his gaze. “I used no magic. Something exists between us, a magic we share.”
    â€œNot possible.” Hannah licked her moist lips and wiped her damp palms on her leather pants. She straightened and glared at him. “I don’t believe you.”
    Garran’s expression turned hard, angry even. “I gave you my word, Hannah Wentworth.” He moved forward and she took a step back to find herself pinned against the wall. “I never break my vows.”
    â€œYeah, right.” The desire she’d been feeling spiked and she shivered all over as she looked at him. “ Stop it.”
    In a fast movement he had his hands braced on the wall, over her head. She was a fairly tall woman at five eight, but he towered over her, his masculine scent surrounding her, his entire presence dominating her.
    A tangle of thoughts swirled through her mind.
    Duck under one of his arms.
    Punch him.
    Knee him in the groin.
    Kiss him.
    It was the last option that pressed against her mind, bending her brain so that she almost couldn’t think any longer. Her gaze settled on his lips before she looked up to meet his liquid silver eyes.
    â€œNothing’s going to happen,” she finally managed to get out, her voice low and husky. “No way.”
    His expression was still hard and he moved his face closer to hers. A shiver racked her body when he lightly
brushed her lips with his before he drew back. “It will.” To her surprise he pushed away from the wall, taking his warmth and the power of his presence with him. “But not now.”
    Hannah’s composure had eroded so completely from the lust and desire that she had to fight to regain a semblance of that composure.
    â€œIt is time I