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He gave me a concerned glance. "Are you okay?"
"Floating on happiness," I said dryly. Then waved at the present. "You can open it when we get to Genoveve."
"Or you could tell me now and save me the suspense."
"I don't think so."
He studied it for a second, then said, "It almost looks like a book."
It was - on the history of cinema effects. But I'd added a box of chocolates to fudge the shape a little. "You'll just have to wait and see."
"Bitch."
I grinned.
"Do a U-turn," Rhoan said, his hand momentarily over his cell phone. "Head for Chapel Street."
"Chapel Street?" I said, surprised. "What the hell is there, beside upmarket shops and trendy snobs?"
He waved a hand for me to shut up, so I returned my attention to Liander. In the sharp morning light, he was an almost icy silver. The only thing that lent him some warmth was the blue of his clothes and the matching streaks in his hair.
"Going for the winter look this week, are we?"
He gave me a smile that had all sorts of warning signals flashing. "Winter is very 'in' at the moment. But just wait until you see what I have planned for you."
"I think I should be afraid."
"Very. You are going to be extremely foxy."
My eyebrows rose. "Meaning I'm not now?"
"Darling, you're pretty but very underdone. A little time, care, and makeup certainly wouldn't go astray."
"That's a very backhanded compliment."
He grinned. "Sometimes the truth hurts."
"So can a smack in the head."
His grin widened and he shook his head. "You are so like your brother sometimes, it's scary."
I raised my eyebrows. "Rhoan's threatened to smack you?"
"Oh, many times." He gave me a glance that was pure mischief. "Trouble is, I enjoy it."
"I think that falls into the category of a little too much information at this hour of the morning."
"Gentle pain can be quite a turn-on if it's done right."
"Give me normal sex anytime." I pointed to the road ahead. "And if you don't concentrate, you're going to ram the back of that Ford."
He slammed on the brakes, throwing me backward. "If you'd stop yakking about sex, I could concentrate."
I shut up. After a few more urns and yeses, Rhoan hung up and glanced at me. "We're going to Chapel Street because Jack lives above a restaurant - he owns the building, and leases out the restaurant section."
I frowned. "Is it safe going there?"
"Apparently only Director Hunter knows the address. A different address is used on files."
