“This was fun, and magical, Love.” Kaleb smiled as he kissed her nose. “But alas I must go, there are things I have to do.” The warlock brushed the girl’s hair from her face.
“Give me an excuse to stay?”
Summer laughed up at him. “What kind of excuse are you looking for? Would a second round be magical enough for you, darlin’?” His use of that word amused her. On a whim, she lifted a finger to light a candle on the headboard.