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. She stood silhouetted
by the glowing moss behind her near the pool, and for the
first time he could really see her shape through the gauzy
gown. His eyes traced her form upward, from her surpris-
ingly slim ankles, to her muscular calves, her broad hips,
slightly narrowed waist, her ample... His cheeks grew hot
again, and he forced his eyes back up to the safety of her
face.
Perian smiled invitingly and held her hand out to him.
"Come, your surprise is getting cold."
Startled, Flint drew back. "What surprise?"
Perian frowned impatiently. "If I told you here, it
wouldn't be a surprise, now would it? You aren't afraid to be
alone with me, are you?"
"Certainly not!" Flint huffed, snatching up her hand in
embarrassment and irritation. But as he followed her
around the stone pillar and into the depths of the grotto, he
was not so sure. He forgot his humiliation when he saw
what awaited him on the bench before the pool.
Five mismatched pots of steaming food nearly covered
the bench and surrounded a single lit candle and two metal
plates. Flint clapped his hands and licked his lips as he
rushed forward, eyeing the containers
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