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“I’d think they were crazy. Or I was.”
“Exactly. He’s trying to ease his way into telling her.”
“Maybe he should tell Kadie about us. She could see there’s nothing to be afraid of, and then he could tell her the truth about himself and their past.”
Kincaid grunted. “It took her a while to learn to like him the first time, let alone love him. Maybe that damn curse changed something inside her. I think Saintcrow’s afraid she won’t fall in love with him this time around.”
“Oh. I never thought of that,” Rosa said, frowning.
“She hated him for a while, you know. Thought he was a monster.” Kincaid slid his arm around Rosa’s shoulders and pulled her close. “Are you ever sorry you married me?”
“Of course not!”
“Are you sorry I turned you?”
“No, silly. It was my decision, not yours.”
“Do you ever wish you were still human?”
“Jake, stop it. I’m perfectly happy with you and with our life together. I wouldn’t change anything.”
“Life would indeed be perfect,” he remarked, giving her a hug. “If only Luca Sasan had stayed dead.”
Chapter Thirty-One
Kadie started her new job in the morning. It wasn’t hard, though it kept her busy and for that she was grateful. She answered the phones, made and canceled reservations, responded to questions and concerns as best she could, and tried to memorize the names of the people she worked with.
On her lunch break, she walked through the business district, memorizing the locations of the various stores and shops so when visitors asked for directions, she would know the answer and wouldn’t have to rely on someone else.
She was on her way back to the hotel when she saw Saintcrow striding toward her. She couldn’t help noticing that people, especially women, often gave him a second look as he passed by. No surprise there. Not only was he cover-model gorgeous, he cut a commanding figure and oozed sex and self-confidence. She was surprised by how glad she was to see him.
“How are you doing?” he asked, as he fell into step beside her.
“All right, I guess. I’m trying to familiarize myself with the town so I can answer questions.”
He nodded. “Do you like staying in the hotel?”
“It’s all right. Why?”
“I was thinking you might prefer staying in one of rental houses.” He didn’t like her staying in the hotel, although he wasn’t sure why.
“That would be nice,” Kadie said, with a smile. It would, indeed, be lovely to have a place of her own.
“I’ll arrange to have one of them ready for you tonight.”
“Thank you.”
“Anything else I can do for you?”
“You can tell me the truth. When did I stay here with you?”
Taking her hand, Saintcrow pulled her down on the wooden bench in front of one of the gift shops. “This is where we met. You came here to photograph the town. We’ve had a long relationship, Kadie. You spent a good deal of it here, with me.” He paused, wondering if he should tell her the whole truth.
“You’d think I would remember something like that.” Her brow furrowed as she glanced at the town and the tall mountains that surrounded it, the houses on the hill in the distance. One of them looked like a castle, complete with turrets.
They had a long and complicated past, Saintcrow mused. Would things be better between them if he told her everything? What would she think if she knew he had kept her as his prisoner? Would knowing she was his wife make things more comfortable between them? Or make her more leery of him? He shook his head. She had been happy to see him this afternoon. That was something.
“I should probably get back to work,” Kadie said.
