<em>~ Maddi with Elijah, in his hut ~</em><br/><br/><br/><em>Magic</em>.......  Maddi thought..... the spell his lips were casting.<em>Totally bewitching</em>........  So tender, so loving.  The stirring inside was no longer gentle though, and as he pulled her round to lay across his lap, his strong arm around her, she couldn't take her eyes of him.<em>Magnetic</em>.  She seemed attuned to even the slightest movement of him, as though each beat of his heart, echoed in her own.<br/><br/>As his lips again took hers, she was even a little frightened.  She didn't know if her senses were heightened from the toxin, or perhaps just from the experience of living through it, but she felt raw from the energy that his tongue sparked off inside her, and ridiculously receptive to him.  She didn't dare think it was anything else but the time and the place....  Well, she desperately tried hard not to,  but closing her eyes, tasting his mouth, their tongues dancing, it was hard not to..... not to dream.