“What?” I whispered.
His eyes moved over my face then his head dipped. I tensed when his lips brushed mine sweetly, slid along the skin of my cheek just as sweetly and ended up at my ear.
“You are valiant,” he whispered there and I shivered.
“Valiant?”
“Never in a million years would I think you had that in you.”
“Had what?”
His head lifted and his eyes locked on mine. “You fought alongside me and Salem. No hesitation. Quick reflexes, brilliant instincts. You did not recoil. You did not become hysterical. You were no burden. You were a boon. Had it only been me and Salem, they may have taken me or they may have harmed him.”
I felt something squishy in my belly at his words but also felt the need to point out, “You’re pretty good with a sword yourself, big guy.”
He grinned at me. “I’ve had plenty of practice. You, my love, as far as I know, have never wielded a dagger.” His fingers tensed in mine. “Your strokes were awkward, uneconomical, you expended more energy than you needed. You lashed out, were reactionary rather than tactical.”
Well!
“Nevertheless,” he went on, “you instinctively protected my weak flank and our mount.” He gave me another finger squeeze. “You did well, sweets.”
My belly was even squishier when I whispered, “Uh… thanks.”
He grinned at me and dipped his head yet again to brush his lips against mine.
Damn, but I liked it when he did that.
He lifted his head and I saw his eyes were smiling. “Now, as brilliant as it is to have your soft body under mine in an actual bed, my love, I need to drag you out of it, feed you and we need to be on our way.”
What?
“We do?”
“I’ve given Salem his oats, he’s rested, we have to press on.”
“Press on to where?”
“My castle.”
Oh. Wow.
“Seriously?” I asked, wanting, despite myself, to see his castle.
“Yes, Cora.”
My eyeballs moved around the room then back to him. “But, if this is safe –?”
“It is safe but it’s rustic, one room and there’s no tree cover. The cottage is sacred ground, the land around it isn’t. You or I leave the house, we could be spotted. My castle, and the land around it, is bigger, more comfortable and all of it is off-limits thus it’s safer.”
“Oh.”
This made sense.
“Now kiss me quickly, make it good, earn your breakfast and we’ll be away.”
Uh. What?
“Are you joking?” I asked.