Fae Headquarters
Although Tyler was aware that this was merely a dream, it seemed like more.
Amelia…
Was it because days had passed and he had not found her?
‘So Tyler? Even in my dream you are looking for me?’ Amelia smirked.
Every smartass, apathetic reply that might have sprung to his lips fled, along with all the blood in his brain.
Tyler stood there in the doorway of his private apartments, struck stupid with shock at what he just heard.
He sure as hell never saw this coming.
And although all good sense told him to deny Amelia’s proposal – shut the goddamn idea down before another second passed – his mouth didn’t seem capable of speech. An erotic mental image burned instantly into his mind: Amelia’s lips pressed against his skin, her sweet pink tongue lapping at him, her mouth
