Page 19 of Song For His Siren
"I should have known. She's, like, crazy magic, right? I always thought there was something about her."
"Yes, I’ve only met a few in my life as powerful as she is."
She sat up and began to stand. He ached to pull her back to him and continue their peaceful moment here on the dock.
"Okay, let's swing by my camper so I can change into something more comfortable, and then we’ll head back to Bridget's. I want to see you."
He hoped she wanted to see him. What would he do if she was scared of him? She did seem to be handling this better than he thought she might.
They walked in silence back to her trailer. Nerves bubbled up in him.
"I'm just going to pop in and change real quick. I'll be right back," she said as she turned and gave him a quick kiss.
The ease of that kiss warmed him. It did very little to squash the nerves, but it warmed him nonetheless. He waited by herdoor for her to emerge, but he was not prepared. She came out in a short tunic with a hood and the tightest breeches he'd ever seen. He had seen few people dressed like that at the fair, and he knew that in some of the far cities in his realm, people dressed differently, but even still, he wasn’t prepared for her round ass in those pants.
"What?" she asked, smoothing down her shirt and her hair. "Is something wrong?"
"No, nothing is wrong. Nothing at all," he said, taking it all in.
"Are you checking me out?" she asked with mock offense.
He just grinned at her. "I am. How could I not? Those pants leave very little to the imagination. And I have a good imagination for the rest."
Maybe he was being too forward, but he couldn't help it right now. And unless he was reading this situation wrong, she seemed to not mind.
"Is that right?" She grabbed him by his vest and pulled him down for a kiss. Kissing this woman was everything... He just hoped she would feel the same way after she saw him in his true form.
10
CALLI
They made their way to Bridget's campsite, and she was sitting out by the fire, looking up at the stars. "I was wondering when the two of ye might be back. Did he tell ya then, lass?"
"I told her about where I'm from and what I am." He had not yet told her she was his mate, and he was hoping Bridget would pick up on that.
"I wager ye're here to see what this handsome orc looks like?" Bridget asked with her cheeky grin.
"Umm... yeah, I was hoping to. So you can take off the enchantment?" asked Calli.
"No, lass, I'm afraid it doesn't work quite like that."
Calli looked at her with confusion. "But Dru said…"
"Never fear, lass. I have a very special tent,” she said with a wink. “How are ye feeling?" she asked Dru.
When she looked up at this handsome man next to her, she saw his face solemn, brow drawn with nerves.
"Are you okay?" Calli asked him, squeezing his hand.
His throat bobbed with a hard swallow, but his head gave a slight nod.
"Head on in. I’ll stay here and give ye some privacy."
Dru moved closer to the tent and held the flap open for Calli. She walked in and could feel him move into the space behind her.
If she hadn't believed in magic before, she sure as hell would after this. She had thought they were about to enter a small tent, but it was actually like a small cottage on the inside, with a fire in the fireplace and everything. A small gasp escaped her mouth as she took it all in.
"How is this possible?" she said.
