Kael.
When Zevran prayed to the moon goddess for strength under his breath, I thought to myself that he was being overly dramatic. That he was simply blowing something so minor out of proportion and then I brushed it off as a joke.
But when Leilani returned after walking off for quite a while with a white ceramic tray balanced in her hands— a tray that contained three steaming cups of coffee, I immediately knew that my brother wasn't exaggerating.
At all.
I knew then and there that we would indeed need divine intervention to be able to survive this night without giving in to our primal instincts, especially since she was like that— all half naked and cute, and saying just the right words… right enough to send blood rushing to our groins.
A low growl slipped past my lips when her exposed arm brushed against mine. And something about her skin— so soft and warm— sent me staggering backwards for a moment.
