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Being in the shower was genius because afterward clean-up was really simple.

Sandwiches followed, as well as a very nice amber ale.

When he took her to bed sometime around dawn, he was as good as his word and this time, he slowed everything down. She was pretty sure he’d kissed every part of her body before easing his cock between her legs.

He told her he loved her many times and she reciprocated. It all seemed so beautiful and easy that she wondered for a moment whether they should heed Vojalie’s advice and complete the bond. Maybe, in this way, she could help keep him from being seduced by the elf-lord power.

But his loving attitude pleased her so much that in the end she chose not to disrupt the moment with the difficult idea of completing a bond which neither of them had fully accepted.

By the time he took her all the way for about the tenth time, Rosamunde was in a state of blissful contentment and afterward fell fast asleep.

When she woke up that evening, with the sun just setting, she rolled onto her back and a wonderful feeling of euphoria flowed through her. She could hear the shower running and the sounds of Stone washing his long hair.

What a night!

She knew the troublesome bonding issue sat just offshore, but right now she took a few minutes to savor all that had happened between herself and Stone. In addition to several rounds of amazing sex, vows of love had been exchanged. Her mating vibration, though now separated from Stone, still hummed from the number of times his frequency had covered hers.

All. Amazing.

She sighed and smiled as she stared up at the ceiling. She was completely naked beneath Stone’s comforter and content beyond words.

Except…

She pressed a hand to her lips. She felt young right now, unversed in relationships and especially timing.

Her fae senses warned her that she’d erred, but in what way? She sought about in her mind. Stone now knew who his father was and he had begun to enjoy her two separate identities.

Her lips curved slowly. She’d loved transforming into Aralynn several times, especially when she wanted Stone to be extra physical with her.

She sighed contentedly.

Just as she started to relax, there it was again, a fae sensation, growing more and more intense that she’d left something undone.

Of course, there was the issue with the Margetta visions.

And there it was, the one issue she’d refused to touch.

Her heart began to thud in her chest.

She had to tell Stone about the nature of the visions and Margetta’s purpose in sending them to her each time. More specifically, she needed him to know that she’d seen the attack on Charborne before it happened.

She shook her head. Surely by now, Stone would trust her judgment. But would he understand the terrible position that Margetta’s visions had put her in and that it had taken enormous courage for her not to take action? The Nine Realms would have fallen if she’d even once given into the horror of the visions and tried to contact someone.

Yet as a man of action, she knew in her gut he wasn’t going to get this.

She recalled that when he’d learned Davido was his father, he’d cursed a very long line of words. A similar collection passed over her lips.

She’d forgotten one thing: Vampire hearing.

Stone appeared in the bathroom doorway. “Anything wrong?” He was laughing.

He’d just shaved and showered and had a towel wrapped around his hips. She had to blink several times to make her brain stop moving in the wrong direction.

Dear sweet Goddess. She now knew she’d screwed up royally and had no way to soften the truth or to make him understand. “Is there coffee?”

He nodded. “Can I get you some?”

She shook her head, for a moment uncertain how to proceed.

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