FIORE.
Somehow, I walked away from my sexy, n***d woman. Regret pounded into me every step of the way. I wanted to make love to her again as I had last night. Kiss her and caress her until she gasped out my name.
I would have even settled for simply holding her in the warm depths of the Fae bath.
But it wasn’t meant to be. Not today.
I needed her distracted and busy so that I could talk to Nyeer about the next step.
I found the Prince of darkness in his bedroom, reading a book on human warfare. Not surprising, considering the position we found ourselves in.
“Nyeer.”
I sat down in the chair beside him and Nyeer closed the book.
“Fiore. What’s wrong?”
I’d come to say one thing, but now that the moment was here, it was harder to say than expected.
“Fiore?” he prompted again.
I stra
