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“Is she going to be serving us? I don’t fancy spit in my food.”

“She’s just the ‘greet and seat’ girl. She won’t go near our food.”

I nod, placated, and relax. A moment later we’re joined on the terrace by our actual server, who thankfully is a guy. Rowan orders champagne and asks for the food to be brought out as soon as it’s ready.

“What, we don’t get to choose?” I ask as soon as the waiter goes back inside.

“It’s a set menu every night with whatever fresh produce they’ve bought that morning at the local markets.”

“I love that.” I smile.

“Me too. I had hoped you would like it.”

We chat softly and enjoy the view out over the lake. Slowly, almost one by one, stars begin to appear. Our food is served, and every course is more exquisite and delicious than the last. When we get to our deserts I’m groaning from the foodgasm of my life.

“Don’t make noises like that, Jas,” Rowan warns me, eyes blazing.

“Sorry, I can’t help myself.”

He laughs but there's still heat in his gaze. And just like that I need him.

“Can we get the cheque?” I bat my eyelashes at him.

“It’s already taken care of.”

“What? So we can leave? Why didn’t you say?” I jump to my feet to go and Rowan laughs again. I’m glad I amuse him but seriously?! Is he not as horny as I am right now? Thankfully, he gets to his feet and follows me around the side of the terrace and back toward the car park. I don’t leave through the restaurant because I don’t want to see that blonde bitch again. Rowan obviously has the same idea because he wordlessly follows me.

Only, when we get to his car, he surprises me by pressing me up against it and leaning in for a searing kiss. It’s the kind of kiss that makes me tremble from head to toe. When his hand slides up my thigh I gasp into his kiss, and he breaks away giving me a wicked grin. He dips me back and kisses from my earlobe down my neck to my shoulder, and I moan at the delicious sensations he’s creating while my eyes flutter closed.

When I open them again they lock on to Lucy who is standing in the open doorway glaring furiously at us. Well, probably just me. So I do what any slightly insane territorial half-witch would do: I wrap my legs around Rowan’s waist, throw my arms around his neck, and kiss him like my life depends on it.

His hard cock presses against me and in about 0.3 seconds I’ve forgotten all about the blonde skank.

“Row, fuck me,” I beg. “I can’t wait til we get home. The drive’s too long.”

“Jas, we can’t fuck in a car park,” he murmurs against my lips. Damn him and his sense! “But I know a place nearby.”

That’s what I’m talking about.

“Let’s go.”

He chuckles against my skin, still kissing me anywhere his lips can reach. He lifts me up into his arms and releases his wings. I can’t help the smile that creeps across my face when I see them in all their dark inky splendour. Before he can move, I reach up and run my hand along them, causing him to tremble under me.

“Jas,” he warns through gritted teeth.

“Tit for tat, Row. Now get moving!”

As he takes to the sky and I’m freaking flying once again, I look back over his shoulder to where the bitchy blonde is staring agape at us. It’s not my usual style to be a bitch back, but I don’t even try to resist the sarcastic little wave I give her as we vanish into the darkening sky.

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