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Light My Fire
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“My life used to be boring. A damnation here, a curse there, with an occasional blight or two to break routine. Now I have Aisling...She's better than reality TV, Internet porn sites, and the trashloids all put together.' - Jim”
― Light My Fire
― Light My Fire
“You are mine, Aisling. You are mine today, tomorrow and five hundred years from now. You will always be mine. I do not give up my treasures, kincsem. You would do well to remember that.”
― Light My Fire
― Light My Fire
“No. It couldn’t be. I shook my head, still disbelieving. Maybe the poison had warped my brain and I was delusional after all. I pulled myself to my feet, swaying against Drake, allowing his warm, hard body to prop me up.
“You know what that means.”
“I do.” His jaw tightened, his eyes flashing with intermingled anger and passion.
My heart, leaden and sick, suddenly was enveloped in a gentle warmth that did much to dispel the ills that had possessed it. “Are you sure? Really sure? It’s not something else? Maybe you’re sick.”
His face grew harder. “Do you think I’m a fool that I could mistake it?”
“No, but you don’t look very happy about it.”
“I’m not,” he snapped, irritation rampant on his handsome features.
A smile curved my lips as I kissed the corners of his mouth, ignoring the presence of those around us. “Are you going to say it?”
“No.”
“Come on. I want to hear it.”
“No!”
I allowed all the love I had for him to show in my eyes as I rubbed my nose on his. “Please?”
His face took on the most martyred expression I’d ever seen. “If I say it once, do I have to say it again?”
“Yes. With increasing frequency. It gets easier with time, honest.”
He sighed again. “I knew this would not come to a good end. Very well, I’ll say it. But I reserve the right to refer you to this conversation on occasions when you wish me to say it again. Aisling, I love you.”
I fought hard to keep the smile off my face. Drake’s declaration of love was delivered in such a brusque tone, I knew it had to be costing him a lot to admit the truth. “I love you, too,” I answered, and welcomed his mouth when it came to claim mine, my heart singing a joyous song of happiness and fulfillment.”
― Light My Fire
“You know what that means.”
“I do.” His jaw tightened, his eyes flashing with intermingled anger and passion.
My heart, leaden and sick, suddenly was enveloped in a gentle warmth that did much to dispel the ills that had possessed it. “Are you sure? Really sure? It’s not something else? Maybe you’re sick.”
His face grew harder. “Do you think I’m a fool that I could mistake it?”
“No, but you don’t look very happy about it.”
“I’m not,” he snapped, irritation rampant on his handsome features.
A smile curved my lips as I kissed the corners of his mouth, ignoring the presence of those around us. “Are you going to say it?”
“No.”
“Come on. I want to hear it.”
“No!”
I allowed all the love I had for him to show in my eyes as I rubbed my nose on his. “Please?”
His face took on the most martyred expression I’d ever seen. “If I say it once, do I have to say it again?”
“Yes. With increasing frequency. It gets easier with time, honest.”
He sighed again. “I knew this would not come to a good end. Very well, I’ll say it. But I reserve the right to refer you to this conversation on occasions when you wish me to say it again. Aisling, I love you.”
I fought hard to keep the smile off my face. Drake’s declaration of love was delivered in such a brusque tone, I knew it had to be costing him a lot to admit the truth. “I love you, too,” I answered, and welcomed his mouth when it came to claim mine, my heart singing a joyous song of happiness and fulfillment.”
― Light My Fire
“Your heart rate is up,” I said, my lips on his pulse point.
“You have that effect on me,” he answered, a smile in his joke.
“Well, you know what they say: When two hearts race, both win.”
He lifted my chin to kiss me again. “Who said that?”
“I don’t know. I saw it in on the inside of a Dove chocolate wrapper. But it fits, don’t you think?”
― Light My Fire
“You have that effect on me,” he answered, a smile in his joke.
“Well, you know what they say: When two hearts race, both win.”
He lifted my chin to kiss me again. “Who said that?”
“I don’t know. I saw it in on the inside of a Dove chocolate wrapper. But it fits, don’t you think?”
― Light My Fire
“I am, in general, an easygoing person. I try to take a reed-bending-with-the-wind attitude toward life, rather than fight everything. But these constant “out of the frying pan, into the fire, into a worse fire, into a worse fire than the worse fire before it” situations that had been riddling my life of late were beginning to wear me down”
― Light My Fire
― Light My Fire
“An interesting parade of expressions passed across Drake’s face.
I ran across the floor to him, putting my hands on his chest as I leaned into him. “Trust goes both ways, Drake. You have to learn to trust that I know what I’m doing.”
“It’s not your abilities I doubt,” he said slowly, his eyes dark. “It is not easy to let you go in this manner.”
“I know it’s not. But it’ll get easier. OK?”
The anger on his face faded into annoyance, which did a brief tango with stubbornness, and finally morphed into resignation.
I gave him a swift kiss. “That was a hell of a battle you fought, but I appreciate your faith in me.”
“I have always had faith in you, kincsem. It is all others I distrust.”
― Light My Fire
I ran across the floor to him, putting my hands on his chest as I leaned into him. “Trust goes both ways, Drake. You have to learn to trust that I know what I’m doing.”
“It’s not your abilities I doubt,” he said slowly, his eyes dark. “It is not easy to let you go in this manner.”
“I know it’s not. But it’ll get easier. OK?”
The anger on his face faded into annoyance, which did a brief tango with stubbornness, and finally morphed into resignation.
I gave him a swift kiss. “That was a hell of a battle you fought, but I appreciate your faith in me.”
“I have always had faith in you, kincsem. It is all others I distrust.”
― Light My Fire
“Nora’s startled intake of breath quickly followed, her eyes huge with horror behind her glasses. “Aisling! Dear god. What have you done?”
“You know that badass demon lord who was after her blood?” Jim asked.
Nora didn’t back up the way Drake’s mother did, but she did wrap her arms around herself, as if in protection. She nodded.
“Well, guess whose ass is the baddest now?”
― Light My Fire
“You know that badass demon lord who was after her blood?” Jim asked.
Nora didn’t back up the way Drake’s mother did, but she did wrap her arms around herself, as if in protection. She nodded.
“Well, guess whose ass is the baddest now?”
― Light My Fire
“Drake skidded to a stop at the end of the hallway, his eyes narrow as he looked over our little group. Behind him, Pal appeared, followed by a couple of dragons I didn’t recognize.
“Aisling.” Drake lowered his sword and walked slowly toward us, a frown darkening his eyes. “Where have you been? And what are you wearing?”
I pinched the back of Renaldo’s hand until he released his hold on my face. “To hell and back, but that’s a really long story, and not one I want to go into here. This is a curtain. I’d really rather not talk about it right now,either.”
“Very well. We will leave the discussion of why you are clad in drapery for another time. The challenge has started.”
― Light My Fire
“Aisling.” Drake lowered his sword and walked slowly toward us, a frown darkening his eyes. “Where have you been? And what are you wearing?”
I pinched the back of Renaldo’s hand until he released his hold on my face. “To hell and back, but that’s a really long story, and not one I want to go into here. This is a curtain. I’d really rather not talk about it right now,either.”
“Very well. We will leave the discussion of why you are clad in drapery for another time. The challenge has started.”
― Light My Fire
“You’re holding a challenge in a fencing club?”
“Yes. Is there something wrong with that?” He pulled on his black pants and the heavy silk green shirt I loved for him to wear because the material seemed to caress hisskin.
No, it’s just kind of an incongruous place to hold something so serious as a challenge, isn’t it?”
He finished with his shoes, grabbed another towel, and shook it out for me. I made sure Pal still had his back to me, hurrying out of the pool to clasp the towel around me.
“It is no less incongruous than holding a challenge in a bar.”
I smiled. “Yes, but my challenge to you wasn’t serious. I hope you’ll notice that I’m not freaking out about this at all. I haven’t even asked you how good you are with asword.”
“I noticed.” His mouth burned on mine for a moment, his fire being shared between us as his tongue twined around mine in a fiery—albeit brief—dance. “You are learning to have faith in me as is proper between a mateand her wyvern.”
“No, I am learning to ask around. Pal told me earlier today that Dmitri had picked swords and that you were pleased because you were some sort of master swordsman a few centuries ago. You’d better not have forgotten anything.”
Pal peeked at me out of the corner of his eye, his grin not too obvious. Drake pinched my bare behind as punishment for my saucy tone. “I never forget. Istvan will drive you when you are ready. The challenge is not for an hour. Do not be late.”
“Happy chevauchee-ing,” I called, feeling remarkably happy.”
― Light My Fire
“Yes. Is there something wrong with that?” He pulled on his black pants and the heavy silk green shirt I loved for him to wear because the material seemed to caress hisskin.
No, it’s just kind of an incongruous place to hold something so serious as a challenge, isn’t it?”
He finished with his shoes, grabbed another towel, and shook it out for me. I made sure Pal still had his back to me, hurrying out of the pool to clasp the towel around me.
“It is no less incongruous than holding a challenge in a bar.”
I smiled. “Yes, but my challenge to you wasn’t serious. I hope you’ll notice that I’m not freaking out about this at all. I haven’t even asked you how good you are with asword.”
“I noticed.” His mouth burned on mine for a moment, his fire being shared between us as his tongue twined around mine in a fiery—albeit brief—dance. “You are learning to have faith in me as is proper between a mateand her wyvern.”
“No, I am learning to ask around. Pal told me earlier today that Dmitri had picked swords and that you were pleased because you were some sort of master swordsman a few centuries ago. You’d better not have forgotten anything.”
Pal peeked at me out of the corner of his eye, his grin not too obvious. Drake pinched my bare behind as punishment for my saucy tone. “I never forget. Istvan will drive you when you are ready. The challenge is not for an hour. Do not be late.”
“Happy chevauchee-ing,” I called, feeling remarkably happy.”
― Light My Fire
“Don’t think I’m not holding you responsible for this, either, you witch!”
“I think you lefth the B off that word,” Jim said.”
― Light My Fire
“I think you lefth the B off that word,” Jim said.”
― Light My Fire
