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Glancing down to quickly inspect Willow, I noticed she was pouting her lips in obvious disappointment.
So fucking cute…
“We gotta marry her.”My wolf was definitely jumping the gun, and that actually had me smiling. She had to have sensed my gaze as she lifted her head up to peer at me.
“Why are you smiling?” she huffed. “That douche got away.”
“Again, Sweetness,” I began and leaned in to kiss her. She didn’t expect it in the slightest, but her body responded immediately as she firmly kissed me back. “We do not chase. We…”
“Attract,” she finished. “Fine. I'll be patient.”
“Good girl,” I praised and watched her cheeks actually flush in embarrassment.
“We’re in public.”
“You love it when I publicly show my affection for you.”
That only had her blushing as red as a tomato as I helped her back up. She seemed to recover fast while McClair spun around to face us.
The spin triggered his changed wardrobe, and there he now stood in his previous getup with his cornrow hairstyle and fitted suit.
That’s a flawless execution only fae can do.
I hadn’t seen McClair in a long ass time, having seen him once when I’d taken over part of NYC for my own district of businesses and condo complexes, but when we decided to make NYC our new base, he was one of the first to greet us and strike a deal we wouldn’t dare refuse.
Thus, he was one of the perfect guys to come to when we needed to catch a rat.
Behold. Not even ten minutes in his club and we’d already caught one of the may traitors that were scrambling with the hints that we’d survived that lovely explosion further west from here.
With another stare between the two of us, McClair was smiling again and waltzed back to his seat like we hadn’t almost died. Lowering into the gold velvet cushion, he reached for his cigar and glass of whisky, and with a lift of one leg to rest on the other, he had our full attention once more.
“Well,” he began as he took a sip of his drink. “Wasn’t that enlightening.”
“You knew he had a bomb with him,” I voiced the obvious and watched him shrug.
“This is an initiation, isn’t it?” he offered and looked over to Willow. “I had to see for my own eyes what the hype was about regarding this woman who has the Forbidden wrapped around her finger and the rest of NYC in brewing chaos.”
“I’m not that bad,” Willow muttered mostly to herself.
“Says the woman who temporarily stopped time,” McClair acknowledge.
“It was by accident,” she countered while she let go of my hand to fix her bralette that was dipping far too low for her comfort -or my liking in the presence of a horny fae.
He was clearly trying to hide his lust over her, and though I couldn’t physically see his hardness pressing against his pants, I caught the shift in his aura that was too thrilled with our company.
I was trying to be civil for Willow’s sake but I’d have to make a mental note to fuck up one of his deals so he didn’t check out my Sweetness in my presence.
Or just never checked her out, period.
"Have you begun training with your Master?” he inquired.
“No,” she answered truthfully. “Give me some credit. I just found out like what? Two days ago?”
“And you can stop time,” he concluded and leaned back into his seat. “You’re definitely a threat.”
“Which means you’ll cooperate and continue our alliance, correct?” I sternly asked as my opened eyes darkened and I felt Nico’s presence oozing out to remind this man where we stood.
He chuckled and couldn’t hide the hint of nervousness in the usually joyous sound. “Certainly, prince,” he purposely acknowledged my royal status before giving me a sweet grin. “I’m sure there was nothing else we needed to discuss, correct?”
