“Why would I hate you?”
“Because I am fae and people fear what they do not understand.”
I reached out and took his hand closest to me. He tensed then relaxed.
“You have given me no reason to hate you. In fact . . .”
My voice trailed, the flutters in my stomach enlarging to the size of the monarch moths and making me pause. How did I feel about Baine?
“What were you going to say?” There was an eagerness in his tone.
“Well,” I stammered, not knowing how to express what I was feeling. I definitely didn’t want to sound like a fool. “You’ve been kind and gentle, when you’re not bossing me around.”
At that, his lip quirked up.
“You are a very strong-willed woman.” He leaned over and kissed my forehead. “Sleep well, and tomorrow try to hide those flames in your eyes when I walk by.”
“I’ll do my best, though I’m sure it’ll be very trying.” I batted my eyelashes for added effect.
Though we didn’t say it, we both knew when the sun rose,everythingwould change.