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Tylik’s frown consumed his forehead. Was he having second thoughts already?
“Do you want to back out?” I had to give him the chance.
“Not at all.” He took my hand and drew me closer to the ballroom. Music rang out along with chatter. “Do you?”
“No.” Perhaps I should. I was attracted to him. We’d sleep together and hang out together until I got pregnant. Could I walk away with my heart intact?
I hadn’t expected my baby daddy to want to make the child in the usual way, but it wouldn’t be a hardship to sleep with Tylik. The thought sent delicious shivers down my spine.
“My aunt means everything to me,” he said. “She raised me, and she only wants to see me happy.”
“She sounds like an admirable woman.” I hadn’t heard enough to make judgment.
“It’s important to me that she believes we like each other.”
“Alright.” It wouldn’t have to fake it; I liked him already.
He stopped outside the door to the ballroom. “You’ll move in with me soon?”
“How about Thursday? I need to pack and settle a few things.” And build a wall around my heart.
“We will . . . sleep together, as you say, from then on?”
“Sure.” For a hasty agreement, my body was awfully excited about being intimate with him. “What if it’s not the right time for me to get pregnant?”
“Practice?” he said with a devilish grin.
Overheated already, I waved my hand in front of my face.
He took it and kissed my knuckles. “Never believe I don’t welcome this task.”
This guy was dangerous.
But he was an elf. They came with a rep for enjoying seduction.
More shivers jolted through me from his simple touch. Maybe this was a huge mistake. It was easy to say I didn’t want love or romance, but my heart might head down that path and drag me along with it.
“Very well, then.” He held out his arm, and when I linked us together, he opened the door and swept me inside. Not stopping, he took me through the center of the room, not skirting around the edges like I would’ve if I was alone. Don’t draw attention, that was my motto.
People parted like we were royalty. Actually, he essentially was.
He took me up onto a platform near the dancefloor, where an ogre quartet played odd string instruments. When Tylik lifted his hand, the music came to a halt.
“I have an announcement to make,” he said in a booming voice.
It was so quiet you could hear a feather hit the floor.
He held out his hand to his aunt, and she tittered before walking over to join us on the platform.
“Tylik?” she asked, studying me. Thankfully, I didn’t see unkindness in her expression. She might judge me, but I sensed she’d be fair in how she did it.
He lifted his voice. “This lovely woman has consented to be my wife.”
The elf woman with white hair who’d sneered at us on the front steps stood not far away.
She punctuated his words with a gasp.
“No,” she cried, glaring from me to Tylik.
