Dera (Celtic Fae Legend Book One) (Lloyd Sisters Trilogy 1) Read Online Free

familiar! She ran over to him anxiously.
    "Please don't be dead. Please don't be dead." she pleaded over and over again as she knelt down frantically chanting a healing spell under her breath. There was a groan from the figure lying on the ground.
    "Oh thank God, you're not dead!"
    "What did you hit me with? Felt like a bloody tank." The voice was seductive and sexy as hell, even in these circumstances Dera felt a shiver go through her.
    "My car, it's only a fiesta, it's not that big. Why were you standing there?" She was gabbling now in relief.
    "It sure felt like a tank."
    "Here let me help you up." She grabbed the man's arm and tried to help him to his feet but he was huge. Finally, he placed a hand on the front of her car and used it as a lever to pull himself up.
    When he lifted his head up to look at her, she felt shock go through her body as her mouth fell open. She didn't believe there was anyone else with such a pair of eyes walking around; not with that body. Even with the blood oozing down his face from the nasty cut on his forehead, he was still devilishly handsome.
    "I-I know you!" She whispered, having no idea why she was whispering at all. Hawk gazed down into the cornflower blue eyes of the petite woman standing next to him; she was even more breathtakingly beautiful up close. She smelled lightly of lavender and he suddenly realized her body was pressed up against his. His member must have noticed it too because it started to swell uncomfortably.
    "You're the woman from the market." He said slowly. "I feel like I know you. Why do you look so familiar?"

Chapter Three
    Dera stared at the stranger mesmerized; she'd seen plenty of good looking sexy men in her life and she'd been hit on by plenty of them, but there was something about this one man that made her insides melt. She shook herself mentally; what was wrong with her? The poor man looked to be quite badly injured and here she was having lascivious thoughts about him. She shook her head, suddenly impatient with herself, "Here I'd better take you to the hospital."
    "No don't. I'll be fine, I just need to sit a spell." He mumbled.
    He suddenly swayed and she quickly caught hold of him again. She looked at her tiny Fiesta; he could fit inside, but just barely. She glanced at the road that led to her house, it was slightly uphill and still a distance away; there was no way they'd be able to make it to the cottage, with him leaning on her. Well, that decided it. "The Fiesta it is." She said with determination.
    "What? You surely don't expect me to fit into that mouse trap!"
    She pursed her lips and counted to ten. "Do you see any other way to get you up there?" She used her free arm to gesture to the tree lined road that led to her cottage.
    He sighed and wisely remained silent though she felt his body tense. She gently led him to the passenger side of the car and pulled open the door. He folded himself into the seat, wincing as his head hit the door. Finally, he was sitting all hunched up with a scowl on his face. Dera hid a smile and ran around to the other side of the car.
    After she began to move she glanced at him briefly, "So care to tell me what you were doing hiding behind the hedge back there?" He mumbled something which she failed to hear. "Sorry, I didn't catch that." She was turning into the front of her cottage now.
    "I was taking a stroll."
    She couldn't help herself, she snorted. "Right. In the middle of nowhere, with not another house in sight. Surely you can do better?" She parked the car and jumped out before he could answer, going round to help him out of the car. "Alright, steady now. And for goodness sake don't fall over or you'll squash me."
    "Are you always this unpleasant to people you hit with your car?"
    "Hey, you're the one who stepped out in front of my car. If you hope to see the other side of my door you'd better behave yourself."
    Hawk shook his head trying to clear the fuzziness from his brain. She was tougher than he had thought