Free Enemy Mine (Mending The Veil) by Kelliea Ashley

face heated as he flicked a glance toward the tangled blankets on her bed.
    “I don’t know you any better than I know him. Don’t laugh at me!” She smacked his chest as he laughed. She liked the sound more than she wanted to admit. “Yes, being with you was...good.”
    “Well, just good? I’m pretty sure you came more than I did, and I found sex with you was more than just good.” He held her hands against his chest as she meant to smack him harder.
    “Be serious! You are a Guardian. I’m a Witch. I can’t change that any more than you can change the fact that you gave a blood oath to join them. We are enemies, Travis. Enemies. ” She felt the warmth of the sunlight lose its heat as a cold chill raced down her spine.
    “I don’t know what it was that changed things, but I’m not your enemy, Rissa.”
    “I hope not. You’ll have to decide that, Travis. Your friend is on the edge of the woods. He’s watching for us. I don’t think he’s alone.” She watched the way his mouth thinned with worry. He took a deep breath and nodded his head as he lifted her palm to his lips for a soft kiss.
    “Don’t leave this room. Stay away from the windows. Promise you’ll do as I ask.”
    “I promise.” She found herself feeling lost and helpless as he released her hands and turned for the door. “Travis!” She rushed into his arms, pressing her mouth to his in a kiss to convey her feelings for him. His arms held her tight for a long moment before he gently put her away from him. His brown eyes held hers easily as he grinned. He lifted his hands to pull the silver chain over his head. Rissa swallowed a lump in her throat as he slowly draped it around her head. The amethyst necklace hung heavily around her neck, but the warmth of it hit her bare skin with a feeling of rightness. His hands landed on her shoulders as she shook her head.
    “I can’t take this...”
    “You can. It was my mother’s; it will protect you. If the stone glows or starts getting hot, then you need to get to the river and hide. Don’t stick around.”
    “What if you need me?”
    “I can handle myself. Let me get rid of my shadow. When I come back, we’ll talk.”
    “This won’t work, Travis. I know it.” She wanted to deny their future, if only to keep him safe, but his fingers gripping her chin and the hard determination in his dark eyes made all her arguments about them disappear.
    “You will marry me, Rissalynn Jennings.” He dropped a quick kiss on her forehead. “Give me fifteen minutes. If anyone else approaches the cabin, get out and run for it. Do you understand me?”
    “Yes.”
    “Good girl.” He winked at her before he left the room, shutting the door behind him.

Chapter Nine
    Travis Holt’s gut clenched with foreboding as he quietly approached the woods. The sunlight didn’t penetrate the thick foliage of the towering trees surrounding the small clearing. He didn’t see a soul in the woods before him, but he knew the Guardian was there, watching his approach from the shadows.
    What the hell was he doing? His steps faltered as the unbidden thought entered his mind. He came to this mountain with every intention of destroying the Witch and her coven, but something changed when he met her. If he were being totally honest with himself, he had to admit that it happened the first time he kissed her. What that something was, he wasn’t in the mood to take out and analyze quite yet. What he needed to do was keep his head and his cool. Dealing with this particular Guardian was going to be tricky.
    He is three trees on your right, Lover boy . He came to a stop, making a show of surveying the forest around him. He didn’t see the white cat, but he knew she was watching him as well.
    “Report, Holt.” A male shoulder and a blond head followed the quick request by appearing around the third tree on his right.
    “You were supposed to meet me down in town, Ray.”
    Raymond Dumain’s narrowed look of challenge didn’t