Trueheart (Portland After Dark Book 1) - Plot & Excerpts
His odor was all around her, warm and comforting as coming home to the smell of beef stew cooking in the kitchen. But there was another odor as well, enticingly floral. For a moment she thought foolishly, This must be what sex with the fae smells like. Beef stew and lilacs. She lay still, listening to Thomas breathe and feeling his chest rise and fall against her back. A slim bar of moonlight lay across the floor, silvering the carpet. It led her eyes to the window where the nearly closed curtains shut out the view of the Forest Park hillside behind the duplex. She remembered it was a full moon, and on Halloween, no less. If she'd been even a few years younger, she'd have been out in all that glorious wild light, flitting up and down the streets with the trick-or-treaters, watching dry leaves scoot before the wind, delighting in the slight prickle of dangerous excitement. Looking for ghosts and goblins. Instead, she was snug in her bed, filled with a delicious lassitude that came from making love with Thomas.
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