drive me crazy?” he asked.
She gave a throaty chuckle. “Is it working?”
“Yes.”
“Good.” She twisted in his arms to face him. “Are you glad to be back in New Orleans?”
“Yes, very.” He brushed a stray lock of hair out of her face. She never could keep her hair under control and it didn’t bother him a bit. “What would you like to see first? The parade? Listen to some Blues? Or maybe visit with Dirk and Veronique and their multitude of great-grandchildren?”
“Seven great-grandchildren do not make a multitude.”
“It does when they all gather in the same room.”
“I have a better idea.” Her playful expression softened. “How about we inspect the bed in our suite instead?”
He wiggled his brows at her. “I like the way you think. We have eternity to examine the charms of the city.”
She tipped her head back to expose her throat to the moonlight and his gaze as she laughed. At the base was a tiny scar, a memento of Elaine’s last moments as a human, their last kiss. How close he’d come to losing her. He brushed his finger over the mark, then pocketed the unwanted thought. This time, he’d won—they’d won.
As he pulled her into his arms for a kiss, he knew that an eternity would never be enough for them, but it would do for a start.
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She gave a throaty chuckle. “Is it working?”
“Yes.”
“Good.” She twisted in his arms to face him. “Are you glad to be back in New Orleans?”
“Yes, very.” He brushed a stray lock of hair out of her face. She never could keep her hair under control and it didn’t bother him a bit. “What would you like to see first? The parade? Listen to some Blues? Or maybe visit with Dirk and Veronique and their multitude of great-grandchildren?”
“Seven great-grandchildren do not make a multitude.”
“It does when they all gather in the same room.”
“I have a better idea.” Her playful expression softened. “How about we inspect the bed in our suite instead?”
He wiggled his brows at her. “I like the way you think. We have eternity to examine the charms of the city.”
She tipped her head back to expose her throat to the moonlight and his gaze as she laughed. At the base was a tiny scar, a memento of Elaine’s last moments as a human, their last kiss. How close he’d come to losing her. He brushed his finger over the mark, then pocketed the unwanted thought. This time, he’d won—they’d won.
As he pulled her into his arms for a kiss, he knew that an eternity would never be enough for them, but it would do for a start.
Also At Ellora’s Cave:
www.ellorascave.com
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