**Enchantress**

She turned slowly to face him, brows raised, lips parting to echo his confused "uh…what?"—but the words didn’t come.

Instead, she stared.

Not at his expression exactly, though that was part of it, but at the soft flush creeping over the tips of his ears. Faint at first, just a quiet bloom of red that might have gone unnoticed in this dim light if she weren’t standing so close. But it spread quickly—like his body betrayed him before he could reel it back in. He look ...