Page 85 of Caged By Dance and Desire

I sighed, retrieved my cold brew, and drained it as Constin showered morning breath kisses all over Andrei's face.

“You will pay for this insult,” the High Lord promised.

“I want my good morning kiss.”

I rolled my eyes. “I'll give you your good morning kiss.”

Andrei jerked his head up so fast his forehead bashed into Constin’s. “What?”

Constin cursed, rubbing his head. I crooked a finger at Andrei’s luudthen. “Come. Leave the distressed damsel. I will slay the mighty dragon with my minty fresh lips.”

The blond warrior perked up, rising and leaping forward as Andrei lunged to grab his ankle.

I glared at them. “Obviously neither of you has ever had an accident in a kitchen.”

It was a roomy kitchen, granted. And they were remarkably quick and balanced even for Fae.

Constin stopped in front of me, lowering silvery lashes over luminous gray eyes.

I looked up at him. “Hmm. Undo your hair.”

“What?” Andrei repeated, leaning on his elbow. “Anah. . .my one darling. Don't let him manipulate you like this. He planned the entire thing, I know him.”

Constin reached up a hand and tugged whatever was binding his pale hair free so the long strands spilled down his shoulders to his lean waist. My gaze traveled down, my fingers flexing.

Legolas, Legolas, wherefore art thou Legolas.

“What are your thoughts on Lord of the Rings cosplay?” I asked.

“Don't tell me you prefer long hair on your lovers,” Andrei said, an ominous note in his voice.

Constin snorted. “What lover doesn't prefer long hair? More to grip. My kiss, Anah.”

I stood on my tippy toes, angled my face to Constin. . .and kissed him on the tip of his nose before lowering back down to my heels.

“Your breath isn't that bad. I've smelled worse.”

He blinked at me. “You cheated.”

“No, I didn't. You accepted the bargain without demanding specifics.”

Constin frowned, crossing his arms over his chest. “You're learning too fast for my taste.”

I grinned and sauntered around him, blowing Andrei a kiss as I left the kitchen.

“Don't want to be late. See you all later.”

“Is that all you're going to eat for breakfast, Hasannah?” Andrei asked, flipping to his feet.

“The coffee had protein in it and the heavy cream is full fat. I'm fine. You know I can't dance on a full stomach.”

“If you skip lunch, I will know.”

“Yes, I know you’ll know, because you have Mathen spying on me. And I’m pretty sure you’ve seduced the Mistress into sending regular updates.”

“So says the baby succubus.”

I refused to dignify that with a response.

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