Fairy-Struck
I asked after my laughter died away.
"No," he whispered as he leaned closer. "I'm trying to get you to say that you like me horny."
"You know"—I laughed again—"I was wondering when I'd meet a fairy playa, but I'd thought it was going to be a gancanagh."
"Too obvious," he scoffed, "seduction is their job."
"So what? They don't like to do it in their free time?" I lifted a brow.
"They do, it's just too obvious," he repeated. "You can see them coming a mile away. Not literally, of course; that would be disgusting." He winked.