“What is it?”

“What if Council finds out about the spell? What if it falls into the wrong hands? Can you imagine the mayhem that would take place in our town?” Brianna placed her palm on his cheek. “I’d hate to go before Council.” She widened her eyes and screwed up her face. “What if they turn me into an animal, and I’m lost to roam the earth for decades. Now that I found you, I don’t ever want to lose you.”

He closed his hand over hers and squeezed. “No worries, my sweet. It takes a hell of a lot more than one little love spell before Council steps in and reprimands. Trust me, I know.”

She worried her lip. “Still…”

“Come here.” He eased her onto her back and addressed her worries. His smile was slow, inviting. A warm palm cupped her face. “If you go down, Brianna I’m going with you. I promise you that.”

Her heart thudded in her chest. God, she loved him so much it hurt. “Really, you’d do that for me?”

“Of course.” A wicked grin curved his gorgeous lips. “But if we’re going to go down together, maybe we should practice.”

She crinkled her nose, perplexed. “Practice?”

He touched his mouth to hers and then slowly slid down her body. His lashes fluttered against her flesh, his tongue did mysterious things to her nerve endings. “Yes, practice. I’ll go first.” He spread her legs. Wide.

When his tongue connected with her nether lips, she let out a little sigh. Her head rolled to the side. “Ah yes, practice. It is good to practice.”

Going down had never felt so good.

“And maybe,” he murmured from deep between her legs, “I should also practice being a cop, a fireman, a warrior and even a pirate again, because you never know what Council will turn me into if we ever find ourselves in trouble.”