Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 84072 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84072 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
He tasted like sunshine.
I was greedy for more as his lips molded and teased again and again, pulling me, captivating me with each wicked touch.
“And my eyes are bleeding…” A deep voice said, sounding amused. “Why are you two in the stables? You know you’re going to get caught.”
“Go away.” My guy kept kissing me.
“Benjamin,” the voice barked. “Seriously, both mothers were planning tea later; you should probably fix your hair and hers and…” An exasperated sigh showed his disgust. “Actually, you both look hopeless.”
“Thank you,” Benjamin—his name was Benjamin—said against my mouth. “I so wanted your approval this morning, Aengus.”
Slowly, Benjamin pulled away, and I stared. Maybe that was why he looked so much like my Benjamin; maybe this was like a flash from the past? An old life? Reincarnation? I believed in all of the above, but it didn’t explain the green hair and glowing amber eyes.
Or the fact that my fingers felt cold, but it was a comfort, not a chill.
I frowned up and barely held my gasp in.
The man who’d been in my dreams, the one who’d kissed me.
He winked like we shared a secret.
I ducked my head next to Benjamin.
He put his arm around me. “Let’s go see the family; it’s not like we’re keeping it from them anyway.”
Something told me that we had to keep something secret. I just didn’t know what. I pressed my hand to my abdomen and frowned.
Why did it feel like butterflies were dancing in my stomach? Was I that nervous?
When Aengus finally left, Benjamin helped me to my feet. “How’s the baby this morning?”
My jaw dropped.
His eyes widened. “Luna, tell me everything! What’s wrong?”
“N-nothing,” I lied as panic swept through me. “I just, sorry, I just— I’m not awake yet.”
He exhaled a curse. “Promise you’ll tell me if something’s wrong?”
“Of course.” I cupped his face.
He grabbed my fingertips and kissed them. “Good because we wouldn’t want the future prince of the Winter and Spring Courts to feel uncomfortable.”
“Prince,” I repeated.
“Well, not for a few centuries.” He shrugged. “Unless he kills me first, which, let’s be honest, it’s happened before to father and son—but he has you as a mother, so why would he ever inflict violence? He’ll have the warmest parts of Spring and the coldest parts of Winter to help him.”
“The seasons,” I said dumbly.
Benjamin threw his head back and laughed. “You’re funny when you’re still sleeping.”
I narrowed my eyes at him.
He put his hands up. “It’s all right, princess; I won’t tell your secret.”
“And what secret is that?”
“Hmmm…” He tugged me into his arms. “Just that the heir to the Winter Court of the Fae gets confused after spending so long in her soul mate’s arms.”
Fae. He said Fae.
It’s just a dream.
And yet I’ve been told that before.
I was reading that spell book, and it actually made sense.
And I had weird snowflake tattoos on each hand.
“Kiss me again,” I whispered.
He hesitated, his eyes flashing, and then his sexy grin was back. “Whatever my lady asks—I provide.”
“Luna!” That was the voice of a mother… my mother, I realized suddenly. “Luna, where are you?”
Without thinking, I ran out of the stables.
My mom sat astride a shiny dark horse, looking more regal than I’d ever seen her, pitch black hair running down her back in multiple braids and a gorgeous white dress with an icy cape covering it. She wasn’t sick and gaunt anymore!
“There you are!” Beaming, she hopped gracefully off the horse.
I ran and jerked her against me in a hug. “You’re alive, you’re alive!”
“Sweetheart?” She pulled away, her eyes searching mine. “What’s gotten into you? Of course, I’m alive!”
Tears streamed down my face.
I couldn’t help it.
The last time I had seen her there had been so much sadness and confusion. What the hell was going on in this dream?
“What the devil did you do to her, Ben?” she scolded him and held me close. “I always say those men from the Spring Court are the worst flirts, toying with girls’ emotions just because they’re rumored to have—” She sniffed. “Well, it’s not proper to say.”
“Very large stems?.” Benjamin crossed his arms. “Right, Luna?”
“You!” Mom glared at him. “Go fix your shirt before you see your mother, and for the love of the gods, try to be more discreet, the both of you! The Matchmaker’s rumored to be returning very soon.”
He shrugged. “I’ve heard soon, and I’ve heard a hundred years. What do they expect us to do in between? Stay celibate? We love each other; it shouldn’t matter.”
Mother’s expression went cold. “It shouldn’t matter, but it does, and you don’t say such things out loud lest she hear you.”
Benjamin just grinned and bent down to kiss my cheek. “I’ll be back later. Try not to get in too much trouble without me.”
“Okay.” My smile was dopey. “Promise.”
“Bye.” He winked and then walked over to a waiting brown horse and jumped into the saddle, galloping back down the road.