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His eyes were lost to the darkness, but she knew their color all the same: vivid green leading into a burnished gold ring around the iris. Intimately expressive. Absolutely gorgeous, like him. Like he’d been the first time she’d seen him. And the second, when he set loose a chain of events that had nearly killed them all. Words slithered through her mind like a lover’s caress. Hello, little dove. Did you miss me?
“You have something that belongs to me,” the fae male said in a cultured voice with a dangerous edge. Shit. Her villain in shining armor had come to reclaim her.
“You are,” Tarian said in a very low whisper as his thumb traced a line across hers, “truly exceptional. You are a rare, gleaming gem in a field of plain rocks. Nature chose perfectly.”
