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.She looked around and wondered, as she often did, what Graely might be doing.Just what did he do when he wasn’t with her?Was he always alone? Or did he have a ‘love interest’? A hunk like that couldn’t be a monk! This notion troubled her to the core, so she shoved it off.She wasn’t going to think about that right now.Right now, she was going to have a look at history.She wasn’t supposed to meet up with Fiona O’Doul until later in the day.This would give her time to head on over to the apartment she was interested in leasing for her freshman year.She wanted to have a look at it before dragging Fiona from place to place.She had a feeling, it would be the one.She had inquired after a roommate at the registrar’s office and left her email.Within hours, Fiona emailed her and they had hit it off online.She would have to wear human Glamour all the time, but she was already used to doing just that.A voice at her back said with some excitement, “Frankie? Bless me, Frankie; ye look jest like yer picture.It is ye—isn’t that right?”Frankie had turned and also immediately recognized the girl at once from the pictures she had sent.Fiona was a flaming redhead with blue eyes and freckles across her pert nose, “Fiona! Wow…what are the odds of our being here at the same moment?”“Frankie, I knew ye at once, I did, but I will tell ye, yer picture doesn’t do ye justice…it doesn’t even begin to show all those lovely gold streaks in yer hair.Ooh, but I think I should do that with mine.”Frankie laughed, “Thank ye, thank ye, but the same here, yer picture told me ye were a pretty thing, but Fiona, ye must have all the boys swooning, and ye don’t need any enhancement.Yer hair is lovely.” Frankie said and pulled her bag over her shoulder.Fiona grimaced, “Well, I don’t know about that.I do know the one lad I have given m’heart and soul to just won’t commit.So I’m willing to try anything new.” She laughed and asked, “Are ye going in to see the Kells?”“Yes…are ye as well?”“Most certainly, I am,” Fiona linked her arm through Frankie’s and Frankie was well pleased, thinking they were off to a very decent start.* * *Graely watched from another realm, and his eyes narrowed as the corner of his upper lip lifted.This flighty girl would be no help keeping his Frankie safe.In fact, he rather thought she might lead Frankie into trouble.But, sooner or later, he would have to let go.Frankie was already on her way to starting a new life, and she would forget about him.It was what he knew would always happen.A sharp pain shot through him and his brows drew together.Fiona laughed and patted Frankie’s shoulder.He scanned her making certain there was nothing Otherworldly about her—it was what he always did when Frankie met someone new.He found naught.Just an Irish lass, looking for fun.Didn’t he want his Frankie to have fun?Yes, but…A heavy sigh drowned out the rest of that thought.He was wicked, and beyond evil, because the truth was, he wanted to be a part of everything Frankie did.If she was going to have fun, he wanted to have fun with her.He had to get over it.He had to wish his Frankie a normal life without him.It was a good thing that Frankie would have a roommate.At least Frankie would not be alone her first time out in the world.It was time that he turned to the world around himself and found some genuine entertainment—perhaps the Riviera?He was a strong male Fae and needed some relief.Didn’t he?He couldn’t spend his days and nights thinking of a slip of a female.Could he?No.What he needed was a dip in the Ocean, and then some fine beauty to console him, pleasure him, and make him forget what he was not entitled to have.He could enjoy the company of a human woman without harming her.He had learned how to do that almost the first time he found himself seeking company.Unlike his brothers, he had no wish to see a woman sexually enslaved.He never allowed his Lian to addict a human woman.He never allowed himself to lose control and hurt a frail human female.They were lovely creatures all, soft and willing, gentle of heart.He was proud that when a woman left his bed, she was sweetly pleasured and unharmed.But when she left his bed, he found he had gotten the relief he needed, but nothing else.He still always felt empty, lost and alone.These last few months he had been unable to bother with other females.They irritated him.None of them could measure up to what he wanted.None were Frankie [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]