by Ann Lawrence
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The warrior loomed over her. His leather jerkin, open to his waist, revealed a bounty of chest and a corrugation of abdominala, Maggie O'Brien's gaze jumped from his belt buckle to his jewel-encrusted boot knife, avoiding the obvious indications of a man well-endowed. To bad he was just a poster advertising a virtual reality game.
Maggie had always thought such male perfection could exist only in fantasies like Tolemac Wars. But then the game took on a life of its own, and she found herself face-to-face with her perfect hero. Now it would be up to her to save his life when danger threatened, to gentle his warrior's heart, to forge a new reality they both could share.
"Come here," he said in a low voice.
"Why?" Maggie dropped her arms and hugged her chest.
"A slave must do as bidden," Kered replied.
"Well, I'm not a slave. If you want to make a request, say please and tell me why," she said, stalling for time.
"Your impertinence is staggering," But if Kered was angry, his soft seductive tone did not betray it.
"And you're a cur, through and through," Maggie returned.
"Come then, please, and tend my hair."
Maggie stared in disbelief. He had said please! Her palms prickled with sweat. Rising slowly, she walked around the fire. Sinking to her knees behind him, she considered the tangled mass of his long hair. The fire lit it with streaks of gold. Heat crept up her face. When she touched his hair, he shivered.
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