As for Taylor
He'd been too concerned that someone would see him and laugh at a "respectable" anchorman doing something so childish.
"I would love to."
"Good." He leaned down and kissed her deeply.
When he pulled back, she found herself standing in the shadowed back area of the French Market, a few feet from the legendary Cafi Du Monde.
"Don't worry. No one saw us." He winked at her.
"You do have a motorcycle. I have seen it, right?"
"Yes. But Amanda and Grace said that you wouldn't want to ride with me while you're in a dress."
She looked down at the expensive green velvet. "Come to think of it, I'm not really dressed for beignets, either."
"Don't worry. I can promise you that you won't get a single powder stain on your dress."
"You can do that?"
He gave her a cocky grin. "Baby, there's not much I can't do."
"Then lead on, Sir Wolf."
Vane led her to a small table just to the side of the restaurant. As soon as they sat down a waiter came over to take their orders.
"I'll have an order of beignets and a chocolate milk, please," Bride said.
"Four orders of beignets and a cafi au lait."
Bride gaped at him. "You're going to eat all that?"
"I told you I was hungry."
She shivered as the waiter left them. "I hope Arcadians don't get diabetes."
"We don't. We're strangely immune to everything but the common cold and a couple of weird diseases that are unique to my race."
"What kind of diseases?"
"Nothing you need to worry about. The worst is one that takes away our ability to use magic."
She shuddered at that and tried to imagine Vane without his powers. It would most likely kill him. "Is that what's wrong with your mother? She said she couldn't travel through time."
"No, that was my father's doing. After she castrated him and before his own powers dried up, he jerked a lot of her powers from her to make sure she didn't come back to kill him."
Bride closed her eyes in sympathetic pain. "Good grief, they had the relationship, huh?"
"Yeah. But honestly, it's my mother I feel sorriest for. My father had no business hurting her. He got what he deserved as far as I'm concerned. I just wish there was some way to make her whole again."
Bride took his hand into hers and held it tight. "I can't believe you can show compassion to her, considering what she was willing to do to you."
"It's only because I got to you in time, I assure you. Had they harmed one hair on your head, there wouldn't be one of them left standing right now."
A shiver went down her spine at the lethal tone in his voice. He meant that and she had no doubt he could kill someone.
She leaned back as the waiter returned with their order and placed it on the small, round table.