Page 65 of Shadows of Eternity

“Yes,” he said dryly. “I’m pretty sure I can.”

She smiled up at him, her eyes shining with happiness. “In some ways, it’s also a plus.”

“Really?”

She nodded. “Like when I call you, you can get here in no time at all. We can talk mind-to-mind. I know I can count on you if I get into trouble.”

He grinned at her. “Are those the only reasons?”

“Well, you love me.”

“Indeed.”

“And I love you.”

“That’s what I wanted to hear,” he said. And then he kissed her.

Liquid heat spiraled through her and she leaned into him, wanting to be closer, closer, wanting to touch him and taste him, to wrap him in her love and never let him go.

Lifting his head, he asked, “What kind of wedding do you want?”

“Just a small one.” She had never wanted a big wedding with all the fuss and frills, had never liked being the center of attention. “Just my family, Janae, and a couple of friends from school.” She bit down on her lower lip. “Can we get married in a church?”

“If that’s what you want.”

“You don’t have a problem with that?”

“Should I?” he asked, amused by the question.

“Well, in the movies, vampires are repelled by crosses and holy water and that kind of thing. I’d hate to see the groom go up in flames.”

“It makes for good story-telling,” he said, with a laugh. “But there’s not much truth to it. The only thing that repels me is silver.”

“Oh?”

“It weakens me and burns my skin if it touches me. So, how long will it take to plan the wedding?”

“I’m not sure. I’ve never done it before. We’ll need to reserve a church and order a cake. And tell my folks, of course. And I’ll need a dress.” That was the one thing she had always dreamed of—walking down the aisle in a beautiful white wedding gown.

“Buy one that’s easy to get out of,” he said, with a wink.

“And you’ll need a tux. Oh. I’m sure my parents will want to meet you before the big day.”

“I was afraid of that.”

“Is that a problem?”

“Only if your father is a hunter on the side.”

“I love you, Rohan.”

The words, softly spoken, went right to his heart. “And I love you. Do we need to talk about anything else?”

“I don’t think so. Why?”

“Because I’m dying to take you to bed.”

“We can’t have that now, can we?” she replied, with a saucy grin.

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