<span style="color: #FFBF40"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">House of Delecroix</span><br/><span style="font-size: 130%; line-height: 116%;">Castle Devona</span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/16aaa03c-d70c-49d0-833d-aa82d7697d9f_zpsf037c19c.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/><span style="color: #FFBF40"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Sir Abel M. Delecroix</span></span></div></span><br/><br/>Abel snorted at Martine's words, grabbing the hand that was poking him in the ribs,<span style="color: #FFBF40">"Ah, and why does love scare you?"</span>he asked, stepping a little closer to her. She seemed to be intent on trying to keep the upper hand in their little game and he had been content at letting her.<span style="color: #FFBF40">"Puppies grow, Martine--into vicious little hunting dogs. Is that what you desire? A man who hunts you? Chases you down for affection?"</span>he asked, his voice getting lower and huskier as his face came closer to hers. A blush was crossing her cheeks, blue eyes staring into his as she tried to search for some way to turn the tables. He had a feeling she would always try that, and he was glad because he would hate to have had a dull wife,<span style="color: #FFBF40"> "Puppies don't dance, silly. They nip and jump and growl..."</span>at that he gave a poor imitation of a growl and Martine had to cover her mouth as she laughed.<br/><br/>Suddenly he pulled her into his arms, giving her another kiss. A kiss that fully let her know how he felt, one that asserted a quiet dominance. One that let Martine know that he fully intended on keeping her as his. Oh, he didn't know if he was in love, but he knew he would likely be by the end of the night. The woman was a vixen, whether she knew it or not. Perhaps her not knowing it made it all the sweeter. So innocently sexy and beautiful, so clearly full of humor and delight. How could any man resist this sort of charm? How had she not already been snatched up by another? He didn't know, but he was glad for it. He pulled away, placing her hand on his elbow,<span style="color: #FFBF40">"Yes, this puppy does dance and does it quite well in fact."</span>With that he began to lead her away.