It had been a very long time, and it took a second for Chezlar to work out the logistics. He set the wine and goblets on the side of the staircase first off and, in the end he simply tightened his grip and lifted The'ara off her feet.
His free hand slid into her hair, one thumb stroking along her cheekbone and breathed in the scent of roses and gardenias. That was pleasant, and so was the soft feel of her mouth beneath his, malleable and spicy from the mulled wine.
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