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I laid my cheek against Rafe’s leather-clad shoulder—and smiled.
* * *
At the Canada/US Border, a bored customs guard glanced at our passports—Rafe’s fake, mine real.
I caught his eye. “You didn’t see me,” I murmured.
His face slackened. “I didn’t see you,” he repeated—and waved me through.
Our next test came at the Buffalo airport. “Use your glamour,” Rafe said as we pulled into the parking lot.
“Got it.” I conjured my human-looking glamour, and for good measure put on sunglasses and pulled up the hoodie, hiding my hair and most of my face.
Rafe got our luggage from the back of the bike. “Let’s go. If our flight is on time, it’s already boarding.” We took off at high speed for the terminal, weaving through the cars dropping off passengers. To humans we’d be a blur, and hopefully, there were no vampires at the terminal. Even though we were in Kral territory now, I had the distinct feeling Rafe didn’t want to be seen any more than I did.
We slowed to enter the terminal. I shot more power into my weak glamour with an envious glance at Rafe, who had changed everything about himself—hair, face, even his freaking height—except for his dark eyes. He even had a passport to match.
The next hurdle was TSA, but a nudge of compulsion, and the woman on duty ignored the blades we both carried on our bodies. We made it to the gate just before they closed the plane door.
I slid into the window seat. Rafe shoved our luggage into the overhead compartment and dropped onto the seat beside me. “Sorry it’s not first-class,” he said, “but that’s what your mother would expect.”
I touched the vinyl-covered armrest. I couldn’t remember ever taking a commercial flight before. Victorine kept a Gulfstream jet for our personal use.
“You don’t have to apologize. I’m not the princess you think I am.” Well, I was—a little, anyway—but I was trying to change that.
He slanted me a look. “You’re having fun, aren’t you? This is a big adventure.”
“So?” My chin jutted. “I’m helping you, aren’t I? Nothing says I can’t have fun while I do it.”
A grin spread across his face. “Well, hello there, Zoe Tremblay.”
I narrowed my eyes. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
He squeezed my knee. “You’ll figure it out.”
* * *
In Newark, things went smoothly until Rafe saw a vampire he apparently knew. He muttered a curse and changed his appearance yet again.
“This way.” He urged me down another corridor.
So hewasavoiding his own syndicate. Interesting.
Dropping our luggage, he pressed me to the wall and hovered his mouth over mine. He looked like a California surfer with sunburnt skin and a mane of blond hair, but he smelled and sounded and felt like Rafe, and my body responded.
My heart gave a skip of excitement. I wound my hands around his nape.
“Don’t look around,” he said against my lips.
“What’s the matter?” I whispered back.
“You saw the vampire?”
“Yeah, but he’s one of yours, isn’t he?”
The vampire hadn’t hidden who he was—a high-ranking syndicate man. Dark suit, dark hair, cool dark eyes. The humans had given him a wide berth.
“I don’t want to have to explain why I’m with you.”
