Fisher (Prince of Tigers, #3) - Kathi S. Barton Page 0,19

two of them. Shining the outside up so that it gleamed brightly. Getting some of the parts from this one was easy, finding other things wasn’t so much. But we made that sucker look fantastic. We sold it for a lot of money, to us anyway, and used that money to fix this one up. There are so many memories here that I don’t know if I can part with it.”

“Then don’t.” They both looked at Peter when he spoke. “My lady, you can take it home with you now that the house is complete, and use it for your office for your job. It would be easy for us to make sure it was a good safe place for you to work.”

“I’ve thought of that too.” A spark of happiness lit up her face, and right then, he knew he’d make this work for her. Even if he had to carry the damned camper on his back. “You said the house was complete. While I’m not sure what you did, I’m excited to see it. I’m excited about everything, to be honest with you. Will you hold me, Fisher?”

“Forever.” When she got up off the floor and sat on his lap, he saw Peter disappear. “I have a ring for you too. Aurora gave each of us a stone to use to bring our mates into the family. By the way, she is going to come and see you soon. She said she wishes to meet the woman that took my heart.”

“I’d love to meet her. Someday.” The tiny camper tightened a little, and Fisher looked at the beautiful woman who was suddenly there. “What was that?”

“Aurora, I’d like for you to meet my mate, Piper James Prince. Piper, this is the lady of the earth and creatures, Aurora, the queen of the earth.” Piper and Aurora stared at one another for several seconds until Piper got up and stood in front of her. “I told you she was real.”

The slap to the queen’s face from Piper startled him to the point where he had to hold tightly to his cat. They never spoke, but Aurora looked to be holding back tears. Fisher asked what was going on just as the two of them hugged tightly.

“My mom died.”

The women sobbed and talked over each other. The two of them clung to each other for something akin to support. Fisher decided to give them time, whatever they needed. While he didn’t have any idea what was going on, whatever it was, he knew they needed each other in that moment.

Stepping outside, he noticed the camp manager coming toward him. Meeting him halfway, he told him he was just coming to pay the bills that Piper had. The man looked confused for a second, then nodded. In twenty minutes, not only did he have the debt paid off, but he also paid him an extra hundred dollars for being such a nice person about waiting.

Fisher sat in the chair outside the camper and waited. As he was there, the faerie that Peter had chosen for him, Snowflake, was to arrive. Things were moving along now, he knew. Slowly, but moving. He was as happy as he’d been in a long time.

Chapter 4

Louis tried his best not to draw any attention to himself as he walked up and down the streets. How anyone could enjoy this place was beyond him. The noise was too much, but the crowds of people, all of them seemingly having no concept of personal space, were making him crazy.

He’d read about Gatlinburg for years, how it was the gateway to the Smoky Mountains. What he’d not known or anticipated was how many touristy things were on the streets. Every block, it seemed to him, was another place selling the best of whatever they’d been selling. There were four, he had counted so far, that touted the best fudge. There also seemed to be a great many pancake houses.

Stopping just short of walking over a woman and her fifty kids, he looked to where he’d come from. Not even a block yet, and he was ready to pull out his gun and kill them all. She really didn’t have that many kids, but they sounded like that many to him. It made him happier than he’d been in a while that his daughter had been sent away to school when she was young. He’d missed all the whining and tugging on himself because he’d had the foresight