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"So were you ever planning to tell me I have a daughter?"
When Aidan Greene got upset, his not-quite-British accent became extremely clipped and right now it was sharp enough to sever limbs.
Elise sighed. She'd known this moment would come someday. As soon as her friend and client, Meagan Kelly, had turned out to be the missing cousin Aidan had been looking for all these years, Elise had known the showdown was going to come sooner rather than later. She'd been hoping, though, that it wouldn't happen right in the middle of Meagan's wedding reception. For some reason, the short, jade silk suit she wore didn't seem like nearly enough armor for facing down a pissed-off Fae in his elaborately decorated Grosse Pointe garden.
She gulped the last of her champagne for courage and set the glass on the tray of a passing waiter before she looked up at Aidan. The six-foot-four Fae lord was resplendentand way hotter than she liked to admitin his custom-made tux, even with his human glamour securely in place. His dark brown hair was styled perfectly and she knew the reddish highlights were natural, while the touches of gray at his temples were just for show. Elves didn't age like humans, but if they wanted to hang out in the human world, they had to at least pretend to.
It was a beautiful early October afternoon in southern Michigan. The band played on the terrace behind them, wedding guests laughed and danced, waiters mingled and smiled their way through the crowd, but all that receded into the distance for Elise as she tried to steady her nerves. Personal confrontations were not one of her strong suits. She could sell art to anyonebut having to discuss her own life and emotions was so awkward it was painful.
"Elise?" Aidan crossed his arms over his lean but well-muscled chest and glared down at her with sparks of fury shooting from his emerald green eyes. "You were about to explain why I have a five-year-old daughter I didn't know about."
"Four." She rubbed the bridge of her nose to forestall the migraine she knew was coming. Looking around at the party in full swing, she sighed again. There was no getting out of this, so she might as well get it over with. "She's only four. Her birthday isn't until the end of this month."
Aidan's spine stiffened, and barely suppressed outrage made his long frame vibrate, though it was so slight most humans wouldn't be able to see it.
Elise wasn't most humans. As a Wyndewin witch, with a trace of elven blood of her own, she was far more sensitive to energies and vibrations, as well as magic and auras. And she'd always been tuned in to Aidan Greenegods help her.
Stalling wasn't going to work. Aidan was the most arrogant male she'd ever met and once he made a decision, he never backed downhe simply expected everyone else in the universe to jump to his bidding. She didn't want to interrupt the wedding party or disturb Meagan and she particularly didn't want to do this in front of her daughter, Adina, who was whirling on the dance floor with a handful of other children, all under the watchful eyes of Meagan's human grandmother and a couple of her aunts. "Let's take this inside. There's no point in upsetting the other guests."