little world and everything just sort of falls into place. I would say she was a changeling but Ferris is exactly like her.” S he heaved a theatrical sigh and smiled , “They both have that spark, that bit of magic , that seems to elude us lesser mortals.”
“ You have that spark,” he said, his voice soft with conviction as he stopped her in her tracks and took her hand in his. Holding her gaze, he quirked a smile when she rolled her eyes, “I’m serious; you have that spark but it has been buried; being here together is fate.”
Her breath caught in her throat as his assessment, wishing for it to be true and knowing he was only saying what she wanted to hear. It didn’t matter; he made her want to experience life again and that was a miracle in and of itself . “I don’t know if I believe in fate; I think that sometimes we have to create our own fate.”
He nodded his head in solemn agreement even as his eyes danced with laughter and in that moment she wanted to jump his bones. “Or maybe that is just Fate’s way of getting us to do what she wants us to do in the first place.”
It was inappropriate and wrong in so many ways but it was a feeling that she welcomed. Instinctively she knew that he would be a wonderful lover and she wanted him more than her next breath. Ignoring the temptation, wondering where it even came from, Jenna’s lips split into a wide grin, “Then let’s just say screw fate and have sex, right here and now.”
He stopped abruptly , a stain of color spreading over his cut cheekbones as his brown eyes bore into her . Licking her lips, she forced herself to meet his gaze and ignore the way her heart pounded furiously in her chest. “Oh, gosh , that’s not what I meant to say. It’s not that I don’t want to have sex with you because I do I just didn’t want to blurt it out like that because w e barely know one another and it would be incredibly stupid to just jump into bed with each other and I’m babbling… make me stop babbling, Rhys, before I say anything else.”
He looked over his shoulder at the interior of the building and frowned, an expression that seemed out of place on his handsome face. When he remained silent, she turned her head to see what held his attention but didn’t see anything out of place. It was the same opulent atrium that had overwhelmed her senses the first time she visited Melanie at her apartment all of those weeks ago. Granted, it was gorgeous, with the intricate stone work and soaring ceilings; it was like an enchanted castle ou t of long forgotten fairy tale but there was nothing out of place.
The only other person there was a strange little man behind the counter who was watching them with an eager smile and she wondered if he had heard her blunder. What could she have been thinking, to proposition him like that? She really needed to work on her flirting skills.
With a sigh, she pushed a strand of black hair out of her eyes and twisted her head around so she was looking out the door, to the real world where she didn’t make a fool out of herself in her first attempt at dating since Jeremy. It wasn’t that she was throwing out the possibility of sleeping with the man; it just wasn’t smart to just blurt it out like that. The hot rush of desire that had been coursing through her veins must have fried her brain because she never would have stumbled so badly. Plus, she would have waited until they had gone on a few dates.
She shouldn’t even be thinking about Rhys in a sexual manner at all; he hadn’t even asked her out. Not that there had been a lot of opportunity to ask her out; they barely met and she was obsessing over something that probably meant nothing to him. Prettier girls than her undoubtedly threw themselves at him all of the time; he probably felt sorry for her and wasn’t sure how to reply.
And the longer he remained silent, scowling at nothing in particular, the more foolish she felt. Instead of explaining her huge momentary