Blood Spirits
Page 53
“I know.” My voice was unsteady. Though I’d imagined it—over and over—I’d never let myself believe this moment would happen. “You got mine in its place.”
Except the moment was wrong, too, in that we were not alone. We were standing on the crowded street, with half a dozen outriders waiting for orders, and Kilber waiting next to Emilio as they chatted.
But Alec ignored them all. There was just the faintest quirk to his eyes, a suspicious curve to the corner of his mouth as he murmured, “In six months’ time, I would like to formally request, in marriage, your—”
I stopped right there on the cobblestoned sidewalk, and put my hand on his chest. “No! No proposals in the middle of a street. This is not a proper, romantic setting.” Then I saw that the lurking humor had flared into a grin, and I said suspiciously, “What exactly were you about to request of mine in marriage?”
He whispered in my ear, “Bra-a-a-ins.”
I laughed, then in broad daylight, in view of the busiest street in Dobrenica, I took my revenge with a kiss.
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