Page 60 of Shattered Magic

“They are coming because there are some art installations at our local museums that Matthias is donating to. It is easier to communicate with them and inspect the facilities during daylight hours.”

She nodded. “Ah. So, you need a hostess.”

“That is part of it. Mainly, I need you. Just as we discussed years ago, we resonate.”

“Yeah. The dreams definitely proved that.”

“Shall we return home?”

“To work off some of your intensity?”

“Yes. Please.” He stepped back and offered her his arm.

She looked around, made sure she had done everything, and then nodded. “Okay, let’s go.”

She took his arm, and they walked through the silent club. She locked up, and his driver opened the door. Paparazzi took photos of them as he helped her into the car and then slid in after her.

“Is that going to be a problem?”

He chuckled. “No. It is just an introduction for you into the city’s consciousness as my consort.”

“Uh-huh. Well, better than the whore and murderer from your last event.” She sighed. “If he hadn’t been a vampire, it would have been so much worse. I would have felt guilty. As it was, I was very grateful for the gift of the frying pan. It made dealing with the subsequent vampires earlier, including the stalking.”

He frowned and kissed her hand as the car started moving. “I wasn’t aware that you were stalked.”

“It wasn’t so much stalking as ambushing. They waited outside the club and tried to get me between the building and car. That is when the bouncers had to step in.” She smiled. “I really like Eon. She’s always ready to throw down for friends.”

“She defended you?”

“Several times.”

“I will keep that in mind if she ever needs anything.”

She chuckled. “You don’t have to bribe my friends. We went all in together.”

“It isn’t a bribe; it’s a thank you for helping you when you were in their sight.”

Hari smiled. “They might accept that.”

“I look forward to getting to know them better.”

Hari laughed. “Be careful what you wish for.”

“You would be appalled at what I had wished for.”

She blushed. “I seem to remember some discussion on the dream realm, but it is a little fuzzy.”

“I will refresh your memory. Later.” He smiled.

She shrugged. “I won’t remind you if you don’t.”

He stroked her neck as they returned to the mansion. Things were calm as they got out, and Prolen gave him an update about the stuff that needed his attention.

Hari would have escaped, but he had hold of her hand with a light grip, and it wouldn’t do to break that minimal contact.

They walked to his office, and when he closed the door, he turned, lifted her, and pressed her against the wall. The kiss was blatantly carnal, and his hands pushed her skirt up over her hips. When he lifted his head, she gasped. “Oh, you meant now.”

“Yes, now.” His voice was rough.