4
We returned to the house for a feast of fish. I napped until the appointed hour when I was roused from my slumber by a gentle but firm hand on my shoulder.
I buried my face in the pillows of the bed. “Go away. The sun’s not up.”
Xander’s soft chuckle floated over me. “The sun is several hours away, but our meeting with Dreail is very soon.”
I creaked open an eye and glared at him. He looked perfectly awake and handsome in the light of the candle he held in one hand. “How do you do it?”
He tilted his head to one side. “How do I do what?”
I sat up and rubbed my bleary eyes. “How can you be so gorgeous all the time?”
Xander smiled and offered me his hand. “I find that being among among friends and the woman I love have a profoundly positive effect on my physical features.”
