"You should go back to Ixoviya with her, Caleb," said Auril. "After you have dropped me. And if you want, you can leave me here and I will find my own way back to Scotland!"
"You assume that after what you've done to Elize, I will leave you behind on your own?" Caleb said, almost growling, as if taking his words with offense. "I will take you up there and this time we are going to speed—"
Elize sauntered in. Creamy, peach skin that glowed, hair tied in a high pony, in sneakers, grinning in her short cutoffs.
Caleb's thoughts blanketed when he saw how sexy she was looking. His mouth dropped to the floor. She walked with her hips swinging and sidled up to him near the barstool. "Hey, Auril. Thanks for making an antidote for me."
Auril let out a short laugh that reached his eyes. "You are welcome. And don't venture into those forests," he chided. "Which brings me to the topic—why did you go there?"
