Ginger glanced around her expecting to see a tropical beach, blue ocean roaring in the distance. Or possibly he had whisked them away to some lone log cabin in the mountains where they'd make love near a blazing fire all night. Never did she imagine he'd only make them appear outside Andre's bedroom.
"Forgive me," Quinn breathed hard against her right erect nipple. "Sex with fear stunt my magic sometimes." He chuckled. "Hold on. Let me try this again."