“Because… look at me.”
Confusion grips me.
So I do.
Really look.
Josie is stunning.
She has this beautiful riot of curls—brown and blonde and hanging to her waist.
Then there is her lush body—soft and curved, big enough to fill even my hands.
And her magnificent eyes—big, brown, and soft like velvet.
An adorable flush is spreading across her cheeks—and my heart starts to thud in time with my cock inside my pants.
By the Fates.
She truly does not know.
“You are so beautiful,” I tell her honestly.
She takes a step backward.
I hate it immediately.
“Myrrin—Josie.”
Another step.
Absolutely not.
“I will only ever tell you the truth, Josie,” I repeat firmly. “You are what humans now call…”
I pause.
Searching centuries of collected information.
“The hottest girl I have ever seen.”
She chokes.
Actually chokes.
“I—what?”
I nod seriously.
“Extremely hot.”
Her mouth falls open.
Adorable.
“If you do not believe my words…” I murmur, stepping closer again, “then believe this.”
I gently pull her against me, and I make sure she can feel exactly what she does to me.