"I nodded to her. Then I eyed Maeve. "What about you? Holding anything back?" "I want to take you to my bower, wizard," Maeve said, and licked her lips. "I want to do things to you that give you such pleasure your brain bleeds." "Uh," I said. Her foxlike smile sharpened. "Also," she said, "my people are about to attempt to kill you."