I have all kinds of lovely ideas for games and the like." She glanced at Guthrie. "None require swordplay."Guthrie shook his head. "Where's the fun in that?

She caught his eye, her gaze instantly sweeping over him. That made him stand a little taller, like a wolf who wanted to impress her with his build. What was there about her that made him want to both please and tease her in a fun-loving way?

One of the ladies handed her a red velvet hooded cloak. Little Red Riding Hood. This big bad wolf in a leather kilt wanted to eat her all up.