My Protector (Bewitched and Bewildered, #2)

by Alanea Alder

"How can you call dibs on a room I've been using for the past five hundred years?" he demanded. Meryn looked up and smiled. "Did you call dibs?" Aiden shook his head. "Of course, I didn't." "Ha! Then I get it fair and square," Meryn countered.