Oh, for heavens sake, she thought with droll exasperation, this certainly explains a lot. It's no wonder I haven't been able to keep my hands off the blasted man since the day I met him. He's an artifact! A Celtic one at that!
"Well, that's one way of thinking of me, lass," Dageus purred, his dark eyes gleaming with satisfaction.
"Tell me I didn't just say that aloud!" Chloe was horrified.
Silvan cleared his throat. "You did. He's an artifact.

Autor: Karen Marie Moning

<i>Oh, for heavens sake,</i> she thought with droll exasperation, <i>this certainly explains a lot. It's no wonder I haven't been able to keep my hands off the blasted man since the day I met him. He's an artifact! A Celtic one at that!</i><br />"Well, that's one way of thinking of me, lass," Dageus purred, his dark eyes gleaming with satisfaction. <br />"Tell me I didn't just say that aloud!" Chloe was horrified. <br />Silvan cleared his throat. "You did. He's an artifact. - Karen Marie Moning

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