I leaned back against the headrest, a tiny smile playing on my lips. “You really aren't fair.”
Lucas looked at me in confusion. “What?”
“You are so handsome; women can't help but get tongue-tied around you.”
Lucas shook his head in disbelief. “I haven't noticed you being tongue-tied, love.”
“I was, when I first met you,” I admitted, my eyes heavy again as Lucas pulled into the freeway traffic. “You overwhelmed me.”
“As you did me, my love,” Lucas responded softly. “You overwhelmed me with your magic. Maybe Lyell Tremaine was correct, perhaps you are a witch and you have me under your spell.”
“Oh, ha, ha.” I laid my hand on Lucas's thigh and he looked mildly surprised. “Is that okay?” I asked.
“More than okay,” he agreed huskily. He laid his hand over mine and I slept.
I woke again
