Page 12 of Valentine's Day Treasure

Graeme laughed out loud. “Would ye burn me, too, leannan?”

Her expression softened. “Graeme, no, I’m sorry, I don’t know what’s...”

He held her upper arms and pulled her to him, then kissed her softly on her lips. “Burn me up, my bond mate, we burn together.”

She softened in his arms and their kiss deepened as fire blazed around them both. They kissed passionately, absorbing the flames around them in a way that united them beyond sex, beyond bonding, beyond anything he’d ever known before. Graeme sensed his young in Heather’s belly, delighting in the flames, and dancing in them.

Graeme broke the kiss and touched foreheads with his beloved, bonnie Heather. Her fire began to recede and then they stood, unburning, and the steam dissipated, until snow fell again.

“Rhen’s gold is calling me,” Graeme said. “Our goddess wants her gold brought to Serenity and I have to find a suitable spot to hide it. Would ye care to accompany me on a search this day?”

“Meaning flying?”

“Aye, the snowfall is perfect cover—it mixes well withdragenmagic.”

Heather’s eyes lit up and she broke into a smile, all signs of irritation falling away. She grabbed him and hugged him. “Yes, yes, yes! But what if I puke over the side?”

“Ach, a little puke’ll nae bother me.”

“What about dinner tonight with Trevor and Ella?”

“Everything is closed, even the roads, it seems. We can be back by dinnertime, though.”

They headed back to their cabin, hand in hand.

“What should I wear?” Heather asked as they got close.

“Comfortable clothes. We might go to Scotland.”

Heather squeezed his hand and picked up speed, her voice excited. “Overnight?”

He shook his head no. “I havnae planned a trip, only received communication from Rhen this morning.”

As she stepped on the front porch, Heather looked at him quizzically, then said, “Ok, I’ll get dressed.”

“And get some food if ye want some.”

Graeme wanted none. He would eat after the day’s flying was done.

They dressed quickly, Heather in pink and gray camouflage cargo pants with a stretchy belly panel, a black t-shirt, and black boots with a low heel, while Graeme wore a dark-blue tactical uniform with combat boots.

Graeme finished dressing first and left the bedroom to secretly get his Valentine’s Day gift for Heather—tickets to a reptile exhibit in Chicago next month. He’d also arranged to have some of her glass-blown reptile art pieces on display at the exhibit, but she wouldn’t know that till the day they went.

“I’ll be waiting outside,” he called.

“Okay, I’m almost ready.”

Graeme went outside and transformed into a horse-sized dragon. He called Trevor inruhi.

Trevor, a word?

After a moment, Trevor responded.Yeah, Graeme, what’s up?

My mate and I are leaving the property today, maybe the country, on an assignment from Rhen. We’ll be back by dinnertime.

Got it. Do you need a few males to go with you?

Not today, Lieutenant. The snow makes me strong. My mate makes me strong. My mate is strong and full of Grádóiteán this day.

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