Chapter Twenty-Four
The sun streamed in announcing the new day. The rays flickered and danced, urging Morgan’s eyes open. The stream of light was both particle and wave, like ice cubes melting and solidifying before her eyes. Morgan held her breath and watched, saw particles in the light stream.
Was this the residual effect of the hart? Or maybe it was a side effect of Arthur’s lovemaking?
Morgan knew a woman wasn’t supposed to feel any different after losing her virginity. It was a simple physiological event. But she felt different. She was seeing things differently. That warmth in her belly hadn’t cooled, it burned in her gut. Nearly as bright as when she’d had her magic.
Maybe Arthur’s p***s was magic? There were a number of romance novels out there that purported it was possible. S
