Page 39 of Battling Bright
She swallowed and could still taste him.“Uh, everything is done, the place is as it was when we arrived.Sable is an excellent photographer and probably could use some proper equipment, but otherwise, I think I can go and get myself some lunch.Wait, do you think my car is drivable?”
“I will have it delivered to your home.Would you like to go for breakfast?”
Krys nodded.“That would be nice.A chance to sit before this week flattens me.”
He put his arm around her, and they started to walk to the front drive, where her poor, abused car was waiting.
He checked his phone.“Dorn has begun proceedings.”
“About my car?”
“And the assault.I have gone on record as to the extent of the bruising.Vaia doesn’t know yet, does she?”
“Nope.She’s still in her cake- and dancing-induced haze.”
He chuckled.“I think there is more than cake involved.”
“Oh.That.”
“That is an important part of a marriage.Not all of it, but definitely an enjoyable portion.”
She smiled, and as they rounded the corner, her car was missing.The SUV limo was waiting.
He chuckled.“I had it brought to your home.It looks good.”He showed her his phone.
Her car was there and gleaming in the light.“It looks good.So, since you have me at your mercy, where are we going?”
“I have reservations at Glacier.”
“Oh.”She looked down.“I am not dressed for it.”
“If you are worried, can you not use an illusion?”
Krys snorted.“Not after last night.They are emergency only right now.If you stop at my house, I can do a five-minute makeover.”
He chuckled.“We have some time.We can do that.”
He briefed the driver and helped her into the SUV.When he was in around the other side and settled, they were off.
“Why are you worried about the dress requirement?”
“Well, pixies touting the skill capabilities of ladies who like spicy books aren’t really up Normic’s alley.”
He looked at her sweatshirt.“I like it.Are you ready for everything?”
“Nope.I don’t have my e-reader, cuffs, and dagger.”
Reynal smiled slowly.“Is that why we are going back to your house?”
She laughed.“That’s a little advanced for the first date.”She pulled her sweatshirt out to look at the image.“I don’t even have a strapless nighty.I am not even sure how it would stay up.”
“Based on the fit, lacing.”
She looked down at it.“I will have to ask the artist.”
He looked down.“Are there cuffs on the bedposts?”
“Apparently.You can stop staring anytime.”
