TITLE: Buffalo Gal
GENRE: Paranormal Romance
Averill startled, the ends of her untied sash in her hands. “Yes. How—“
“Distraction time then. Give them more time to get her further away.”
Just as Emily’s head poked around the edge of the door, he placed his hands on either side of her head, leaned over and kissed her. The slight scratch of his stubble heightened the contrast of his soft lips as they played against hers.
The ‘oof’ and stumbling coming from the hall registered slightly then disappeared. The man could kiss, his tongue pressed agains the seam of her mouth and she let him in, tangling her tongue with his. Averill slid her hands along his chest and up, around until she reached the dark curls at the back of his head. Threading her fingers through she held him in place and kissed him back.
Some part of her heard the door click shut and steps patter away. Aiden’s hands left her head and pulled her tight against him...[readacted for PG rating]. He broke off the kiss and buried his face in the hair at her nape.
“Silence.” Not directed at her, she realized, but at the imps. A peculiar buzzing sensation surrounded them. Very different from when she had asked for a the spell.
“I—“ Averill clamped her mouth shut. She wasn’t the one who had explaining to do.