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“I can go, Gen,” Jesse offered.
Eli smiled. “Your offer of friendship is cherished.”
“Faeries are weird,” Christy said when Jesse’s mouth gaped open—presumably at the realization that he’d called Eli a friend. They’d been at odds before my almost-dying-thing.
At that Eli bowed his head to her and to Sera and added, “It means much to have your regard.”
Christy toasted him. They had a strange dynamic. Their friendship was natural, equal regard but not sexual tension. Sometimes I envied them.
Sera opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, I blurted, “Let’s go, Eli.”
We said our goodbyes, and I walked away with Eli. In some ways it was less awkward than trying to talk to him and my friends. They had turned to his side when he saved my life, risked his freedom to do so, and now, I was left with no defense other than “I don’t want to.” It was weak—because I couldn’t spill his secretsandbecause they were a lot more accepting of mydraugrheritage than I was.
We made it halfway to the bar door before I told him, “Your uncle sent an invitation.”
“I know. He has commissioned six gowns so far in hopes that one will please you.” Eli had the carefully calm tone again.
“Sixgowns?”
“Did the invitation mention the presentation of the future queen?” He tucked my hand into the fold of his arm. “It’s traditional.”
I stopped walking. “Presenting the future qu-- . . . you meanme? The event is about presenting me?”
Eli nudged me forward. “I suggested he order you a sword or three to assuage your ill mood in his direction. Not that I’ll give him all the answers, Geneviève, but in this case, I thought weapons might interest you more than gowns. The armory has been working on several pieces.”
“Flaming monkey balls.”
“Geneviève, there are laws. You are my intended. I cannot change that,” he said, again.
I glanced back at my friends. I was to be out tonight enjoying life. Not off to see adraugrqueen or navigate Yule plans with the fae king. I mouthed, “Help?”
Sera gave me an encouraging gesture, and Jesse smiled.
Christy mouthed back, “Get some.”
“I do like Christy.” Eli chuckled at seeing her. “Smart woman. Wise. Perhaps you should listen to her advice.”
“If only it were that easy.” I leaned in and kissed him quickly, just a butterfly brush of lips. “There ought to be perks to this clusterfuck, and you naked under me sounds like an excellent idea.”
“Indeed, bonbon.” He growled a little.
I shivered at the desire that little noise sparked.
Smiling, Eli open the door for me. “What do you say to a faery bargain, Geneviève Crowe?”
The last faery bargain was for a kiss, and that had led to this engagement. Was I fool enough to make a bargain with Eli? When he stepped outside, his hand pressed against my low back, and my fracturing resolve grew even weaker.
“What are your terms?” I was pretty sure that Eve had felt this same flutter in a long-ago garden.
“Ones that include pleasure.”
“Tell me more,” I encouraged.
He smiled. There were a million sins in that look, and I wanted to commit every one of them twice.
Chapter Three
Chapter 3
