Here she was walking alongside Tiamat in the garden completely alone with him and fanning away the occasional firefly that darted their way.
His face shone beautifully under the moonlight, his eyes filled with painful adoration as he looked at her intently and briefly closed his eyes for a moment since he watched her stare at the moon.
Distracted by him she stared at how his beautiful eyelashes swept across his eyelids and he opened his eyes again with another of his wickedly sinful smiles.
Tiamat was close enough for her to feel the intensity in his gaze and as usual she had no desire to flee.
She was tempted by the black flame of the dragon and found herself less inclined to leave the warmth of his embrace.
Fiona could feel the dew on the moist grass as it permeated her leather thong sandals.
Isn't that what made her nipples poke out through her dress?
Not him but the coolness of the moist night air which made her lick her lips suggestively and send shivers down her spine.
