Constant Cravings by Tracey H. Kitts Page A

I couldn’t take my eyes off Liam. I was anxious, not knowing what was in store for us. However, I couldn’t have asked for a more gorgeous distraction. The rustle of silk against velvet as he moved enticed me, conjuring many wicked thoughts.
    “I love flavor,” he said. “There’s so much pleasure to be had in simple things like the warmth of coffee with a swirl of cream.”
    He spoke of flavor like a lover.
    “All magical beings have a preference for one particular taste or another. I love sweets.”
    I remembered the way Aurora liked her coffee bitter. She probably enjoyed things like black rope licorice and vinegar. Yuck.
    “This looks good.” I took a strawberry slice from the bowl he was filling with fruit.
    “Should I be worried about tonight? Because I am. I can barely think straight. We’re going into a club full of werewolves. Isn’t that dangerous?”
    “Of course not. You’ve got me.” He winked.
    “And we’re once again back to the question of what good is a fairy against werewolves.”
    He handed me a coffee cup. “Let’s hope you don’t have to find out.” Liam took a sip from his own cup and licked his lips as if savoring the flavor. I watched him do this again and my heart fluttered. Since when was drinking coffee so damn sexy?
    While I finished my coffee he called Nym to pick me up. “He should be here soon.
    He was already downtown and is ‘loving’ the idea of helping you get ready for tonight.” As he spoke Liam added an entire scoop of sugar to his cup.
    “Great. There’s no telling what I’ll end up looking like.” We waited for about an hour and while Liam drank coffee, I picked the strawberries out of the bowl of fruit.
    He put his cup in the sink, walked around behind me and bent down to kiss my cheek. “They’re here.”
    “They?”
    “He brought Aurora. They’re at the door.”
    “How do you know? I thought you said you weren’t psychic.”
    “I’m not. I can smell Nym’s cologne a mile away.” 52

    Constant Cravings
    He had barely stopped talking before the doorbell rang. As soon as he let Nym in the elf started complaining, “This place is always so hard to find.”
    “That’s why he brought me,” Aurora said.
    “And why I knew he would bring her,” Liam said, putting his arm around me.
    “Elves sometimes have trouble seeing through a barrier erected by a fairy,” Nym explained.
    I looked up at Liam and watched his grin widen. “Nym is almost magically blind,” he teased.
    This time Nym was wearing skin-tight jeans and a bright blue dress shirt underneath a long white coat. “I can take one look and see what you’ve been doing,” he drawled.
    Aurora looked embarrassed. “Yeah, so can I. So maybe I should go.” Nym slapped her arm playfully. “Don’t be ridiculous. We were invited.”
    “ You were invited,” she corrected.
    “You are always welcome here,” Liam said.
    At the same time the elf replied, “Does it look like they want to have sex with me?” He shrugged out of his coat. “Anyway, I could find the place yesterday and today I couldn’t, so I got Aurora to help me.”
    “What kind of barrier do you have exactly?” I asked.
    “It blocks my house from sight. This two-story building used to be rented out as apartment space before it belonged to the wizard. He kept a barrier around it for so long that if I didn’t use one, people would notice. I keep the lower level for storage and live up here.”
    “He built on a really nice porch too,” Aurora added.
    “However, most people see a rundown old building when they look here and some see nothing at all,” Liam said.
    “You mean they see an empty lot?”
    “No. They just overlook it,” Nym supplied. “Like I kept doing.”
    “But you should have no trouble finding me again,” Liam said to me. “Not after what I’ve done.”
    Aurora apparently took his comment to have some sexually perverse meaning and began to choke on her chewing gum.
    Nym laughed as he patted her