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"And then the fight," he continued, as if she hadn’t spoken

"But it’ll be three against one," she squeaked

"I know It’s hardly fair for Willia so what can I do?"

They walked away from the black-haired devil with eyes so cold and Fae-like she’d known he would deliver a deathblow to a fe to ask questions He was the answer to her problems Noever, she looked back at him with dismay

He winked at her

She scowled at hi hurt, and that made him unacceptable on every level

Kane forced her to clear the door of the tavern and enter the daylight The streets were a little es, and the pathways littered with chattering Opulens and the servants trailing a few feet behind theaze, it darted away Voices tapered to quiet, and bodies inched out of reach, as if touching her would cause so with her?" one of the Opulens said to her friend

"Males do like to slurip, a puny motion, really, but one he allowed to slow him nonetheless

"Shut your mouths before I do it for you," Kane snapped

They shrieked at his vehemence and ran away

Josephina blinked with surprise "Why are we shopping without Synda?" she asked, trying again

Again he ignored the question "They’re treating you like a whore, and it’s going to get them killed"

"To theht I have no business being in this part of town, alone with aboned by him on a daily basis"

One of his brows arched "Boned Who taught you to talk like that?"

"You! I studied you and your friends for years, reed the back of his neck, and she wasn’t sure whether he was fighting a smile or a scowl "I hate the double standard here Those saht, and I wouldn’t have had to speak a word"

She gaped at hiht make it easier for you to carry it around"

His lips twitched for several seconds--definitely fighting a se out a few eyes and dangle theift"

I would totally wear that

They leaped back into motion He bypassed the shoe shop, the ribbon store, the millinery and stopped in front of one of the dressmakers

With his hand on the doorknob, he said, "What do the Fae use as ht find this hard to believe, butmoney"

Another twitch, before his frown returned "What happens if someone touches the skin on your face or your shoulders?" As he spoke, his gaze traced the areas in question--and glinted with hunger "The sa that happens when they touch your hands?"

Her ability to breathe abandoned her Was he thinking about touching her here, now? Her blood heated, and her knees almost buckled "No My hands are the only proble to her?

"And you know this because"

"Because I had a mother, and she told me so Back then, I couldn’t control what happened withever happened when she helpedin on her face A treirls walked past the, he dropped his arm to his side "Okay, then" He stalked into the s her behind him A bell tinkled overhead The scent of floral perfurance of the Opulens and one she despised Kane clearly felt the same He wrinkled his nose and pursed his lips--and he looked utterly adorable doing it

I’ve got to get thiswhatever it is under control

An older woman with silver hair and typical Fae eyes sauntered out froown of yellow silk,the belled skirt to form a bouquet of roses Her skin was lined from a life of hard work Like Josephina, she was half Fae, half hue to her death The huer than the Fae

"I’m Rhoda, the owner," she said, the words slow and precise Her expression brightened "And you’reyou’reyou Howyou desire is yours"

"I want her," Kane said, dragging Josephina forward and forcing her to stand in front of him He placed his hands on her shoulders to ensure she wouldn’t bolt, a tre from him and into her "Better dressed"

Maybe it was irrational, but once the initial shock wore off, she experienced a sudden urge to cry She wasn’t good enough as she was Her father had told her The queen had told her Now, Kane’s actions told her The hty Lord of the Underworld beloved by all didn’t want to be seen with a servant wearing rags<ins class="adsbygoogle" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true"></ins>