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word?”
    Why would he believe my word
if he feels he has to ask this question?  Xandra takes an unconscious step back
from me, so my rage must show on my face.  In as even of a voice as I can
manage, I say, “Yes.” 
    “Alright then.  I’ll see the
two of you inside.”  He turns and starts floating towards the house.  I take my
first deep breath to try to calm down.  I do not know why I bothered.  When the
spirit is about fifteen feet away, he says over his shoulder, “Kissing is
fine.  Just not when I’m around, please.”  Now I am insulted and chagrined at
the same time. 
    Xandra looks up at me.  “I’m
impressed you were so quiet after he said that.  I almost expected to feel you
pulling magic any second there.”
    Attempting a deep breath
again, I say, “Even though I have never been accused of being anything other
than gentlemanly, I thought it best to let your father have his say.  I am a
guest in his house.”  Hopefully, not for long.  Building that house up the
mountain is sounding better by the moment.
    “Are you really the same guy
who showed up naked in the woods last week?  Cause you’re certainly not acting
like him.  I think I liked that surly, sarcastic, not afraid to say what’s on
his mind, guy better.  This guy,” She moves her hand up and down to indicate
all of me, “is kind of dull.”
    I am about to take my
frustration with her father out in a verbal sparring match with her, until I
see the glint in her eye that tells me she is teasing.  “Is that so?”
    She sighs and nods her
head.  “I’m afraid so.”
    With a deep growl, I think
of a much faster, and pleasant, way to alleviate my frustration.  I put my arms
around her waist and lift her from the ground, drowning out her amused squeal
with my mouth on hers.  I am proving her father’s point, but at the moment, I
do not care.  All I care about is the feel of my lips on hers, her tongue
dancing with mine.  I would give anything for something soft to lay her down on
and cover her body with mine. 
    But, this is not the time. 
Slowly, I end the kiss and let her slide down until her feet are once again on
the ground.  “Still prefer the surly, sarcastic guy?  Because I can bring him
back.”
    She smiles contentedly and
shakes her head.  “He had his moments, but I guess I don’t miss him as much as
I thought I did.”
    Just what I wanted to hear.  Grinning,
I pick up her grandmother’s bags.  “I am not the biggest catch for hand-fasting
in the Fae realm for nothing.  No one can resist my charm.”  I chuckle at her
jealous expression and walk back to the house. 

 
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 3
    I set the suitcases on the
floor next to the Angel.  She does not hesitate to start opening them.  She
begins to pull out magical paraphernalia as if she just came from the magic
market and spent her life savings.
    “What is all this?” Xandra
asks, peeking around me at the coffee table where the Angel is placing the
items.
    The Angel answers before I
have a chance.  “I’m sure you are familiar with some of these items, and I’ll
explain the others…”
    Xandra cuts her off, and I
try to cover up a chuckle when she says, “Before you start making assumptions
about what I know and what I don’t, you should just assume that I don’t know
it.  I didn’t even know magic existed until last week, and the only magic I’ve
used has been my Fairy magic.”
    The Angel’s eyes are about
to pop out of her head.  That is the same reaction I had when Xandra first told
me this.  “You didn’t know that magic exists?”  Her eyes shift to her daughter
and the Witch spirit has the decency to look embarrassed.  So much of this mess
could have been avoided if she had only told Xandra about her heritage and
started her training young. 
    “I thought I was keeping her
safe from the magical world.  I had no idea that as soon as she turned
seventeen, the Fairies would come looking for her.”  The