sense that I was hesitant to do this not only because he was the Lord of the Underworld, but for some sick reason I felt a little attraction to him. His dark charms were hard to miss. “So, I have dinner with you, and then you will tell me about this?”
“That’s right.”
This was in every way wrong. Was I betraying Kyden by doing this? If he had dinner with someone else, I’d flip my lid, but what choice did I have? We needed to get to the bottom of this. I finally succumbed. “Fine, dinner, that’s it.”
Magnus laughed, then suddenly, we were no longer in the sitting room.
“Bah,” I screamed as I sat at an intimate table with a candle in the center, looking out to an amazing view of waterfalls.
We sat on a flat portion of rocky ground. The waterfalls were in a huge oval formation with steep cliffs, and lush greenery. Then, I noticed my clothing. Suddenly, I was in a spectacular red dress. Silky, sequins, sexy—a perfect outfit for anywhere but here. “Where are we?” I demanded.
Magnus took the bottle of wine that sat atop the table and poured it into large wine glasses. “Iguazu Falls in Brazil.” Then, he pointed to the u-shaped part of the falls. “That is the Devil’s Throat.”
I snorted. “I see the significance.”
Suddenly, soft music spilled around us. I glanced behind me to see a demon playing a harp. “You really went all out.”
“What can I say, you bring the romantic out in me,” he purred.
Great, just what I wanted to do.
Abruptly, food appeared in front of me, and it smelled amazing. It was a thick cut steak with a creamy wine sauce on top and steamed vegetables on the side.
Magnus nodded toward the food. “Enjoy.”
I grabbed my knife and fork and cut into the thick steak. If I had to be here better get something out of it—besides I was starving. When the steak hit my mouth, it exploded with flavor. It was cooked medium-well, exactly how I liked it. Not bloody, nor overcooked. Instantly, I closed my eyes, my taste buds fully aroused.
“Is it to your liking?” Magnus asked, amused.
I opened my eyes, licked my lips. “It’s good.”
He slowly smiled, and in reaction, butterflies fluttered through my stomach. I froze, confused. I didn’t remember having this reaction to him before. Sure, I thought he was sexy. His masculine features couldn’t be ignored, but tonight there was something more to him that had me shaking in my boots. I was desperate to ignore it.
He picked up his glass of wine, took a sip, then said, “You can ask your question.”
It was important I was very smart here. He made it clear that every question I asked, I’d have to do something for him. I needed to ask a very limited amount of questions. “I need you to tell me the whereabouts of the witches behind this.”
He took a bite of his steak, swallowed, then replied, “I can do that.”
“Yeah, I know you can do it, but will you?”
He grinned sexily, and it actually captured my breath. Why was I reacting like this to him? I gave my head a little shake, forcing myself to release these reactions to him.
“That is two questions,” he retorted.
I took a sip of my wine, hoping the booze would stop my body from acting so silly. “What else do you want then?”
“A kiss,” he purred.
“Next,” I spat.
He laughed and gave me a curious look. “You know, most women want to kiss my delectable lips.”
“Yeah, well, I am not one of them.”
“Yes.” He looked annoyed. “I am discovering this.”
“Okay, let’s move on then.”
“No,” he growled, and a waft of his power came out. “I am enjoying this line of conversation.”
When my breath returned from the little force of power he sent my way, I replied, “I’m sure you enjoy seeing me squirm.”
“I enjoy watching you that is undeniable.”
Now this was just becoming tiresome, I slammed my glass down on the table. “Magnus, what are you after?”
“You know the answer to that question,” he drawled.
“You want me, right?”
He nodded slowly. “I do.”
“For what exactly? What is all this? Why do you keep trying to seduce me? Isn’t it a bit of a ball-breaker that I keep denying you?”
The side of his lip curved ever so slightly. “It is amusing.”
“It is pointless,” I shot back. “I have zero interest in you.”
“Nonetheless, still amusing, but also inevitable.”
“What is?”
“This…” Before I knew what was happening, he had me in his arms,