"There is something of yours I would like to return to you." "What?" He leaned across the distance between them and caught her mouth with his own. Her eyes fluttered closed and her lips parted easily as she felt the kiss sizzling through her nerves, rendering her thoughts to smoke. "Um..." Kaye stepped make, a little unsteadily. "Why does that belong to me?" "That was the kiss I stole from you when you were enchanted," he said patiently. "Oh...well, what if I didn't want it?" "You don't?" No," she said, letting a grin spread across her face, hoping her mother would take her time of the drive over. "I'd like you to take it back again, please." "I am your servant," the King of the Unseelie Court said, his lips a moment from her own, "Consider it done."