Excerpt – The Thing About Elves

“What’s the matter now?” he practically barked out.
“My, my…aren’t we sensitive today?” She clucked her tongue and stepped back to look at him.
“You are trying my patience,” he growled and turned to her. She barely came to his shoulders and just one look told him he should consider devouring her rather than pushing her away. God…did she have to stand so close to him? He wanted so badly to lean into her. And he knew what leaning into her would cause.
“I just wanted you to know that Jedrick called. Apparently, Tessa isn’t feeling well today and he’s sure they will be in later.”
“How many times is that now?” Ardan shook his head. “They just need to be patient.”
“This hasn’t been the easiest pregnancy. Carrying twins is difficult at best and even minor problems can quickly turn into major ones.”
“I understand that and Tessa has received the best of care.”
“I know.”
Ardan watched as Angie turned and surveyed the room, taking each and every detail. His heart began to beat faster.
“You know you can be proud of this room and of the health care system you’ve brought to Santa and the community living here.”
“I know,” Ardan began and sighed. The overwhelming sense that he missed something pressed on him.
“I hear a ‘but’ in there somewhere. Just what’s the problem, Ardan? Am I finally getting on your nerves?” she winked at him.
Stepping back he looked down at her. Was he that transparent? He drew himself up to tower over her. “Your incessant chatter does put me on edge sometimes.”
He could almost feel the deep chuckle in her throat. It was as if a cat were purring.
“Are you sure it’s that? Maybe it’s my quick wit or sexy body that’s thrown you off?” she leaned into him. “Surely, you can’t resist me forever.”
Ardan snorted. Resist, indeed. “Madam, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Sure you do. You just don’t want to admit it, big boy. You want me,” she closed her eyes as if breathing in his scent just like he had done moments before when he had his back turned to her. “And I want you.”
Slowly, she slid a finger up his leg and under his lab coat. If that hand or finger went an inch higher, she would know that he lied. Still, he tried to will his body to obey his commands. Human women were off limits. Angie’s hand continued its journey up his leg and he knew he was lost. How was he going to explain this?
She leaned back, looked up and chuckled. “What do we have here?”
Ardan almost felt physically sick. He hadn’t let a human woman touch him since college and here this one was practically in his pants. He cleared his throat. “I don’t know what you mean.”
“And you call yourself a doctor?” She stood on tiptoes and pulled him down to her. “Maybe I’ll have to teach you,” she whispered in his ear as her tongue snaked out and gently caressed the flesh.