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Fiona shter in her silver-blue eyes as she said, "Right back atcha You look … h everyone in the room couldn’t hear him

"Later, you can kiss me all you like"

"All? Are you certain, because that would be a lot of kissing, perhaps hours of it?"

Everywhere, he sent for good measure

A lovely wave of buttery croissant wafted over him, which in turn caused hih, and her lips parted as though she struggled to draw air

Santiago said, "Lo siento,platforms close on time They do not care that you wish to kiss your woo is very right," Jean-Pierre said "We should go" He pulled his phone from the pocket of his pants and touched the screen a couple of tias Two arena theater to set up the folding time for their party of four He’d preset the ticket nuroup they were already confirmed and identified Because of his status as a Warrior of the Blood, and because the ticket numbers were courtesy seats provided by the owner of Dark Spectacle, they did not have long to wait

Fiona clung to his arhter

A minute passed

A return call allowed theroup

They were greeted by a tall dark beauty, wearing a skimpy red silk dress She opened her mouth to speak then blinked a couple of tio and Zacharius

Jean-Pierre knew that look: the eyes that widened almost in shock, the lips that parted A blush soon covered her cheeks, but he doubted she was elanced back at Zach and Santiago, each appraised the woness, her level of interest Had the circumstance been different, she appeared to be just the sort of woman any of them would have taken into the red velvet booths at the Blood and Bite

Fiona glanced up at hiaze He opened his eyes very wide, but she shook her head at hihed

When the hostess had collected herself, she pushed back a wave of her long, flowing brown hair She inclined her head slightly and began her speech, greeting them in her special VIP voice and manner

"Welcome, most exalted Warriors of the Blood and Ms Fiona Gaines The proprietor, the A Rimizac, wishes ht Chane and a fine selection of delicacies imported from Mortal Earth await you If you will follow ht of stairs

At intervals, security personnel nodded to the hostess as she led their group to the right, up a shallow ramp covered in a very fine scarlet carpet Jean-Pierre did not knohether to be impressed or concerned The owner showed a tendency to attend to details, not a good thing in an ene In the distance, he heard an orchestra tuning their instruments

As he walked, he kept his left arht hand remained free so that he could draw his sword into his hand if needed

The box was low as boxes went yet it was situated, as all the boxes were, a considerable distance froe production by any means

This was spectacle

Fiona sat in the front row of the box to his right Zach and Santiago took the chairs behind the froalleries He extended his vision By habit he hunted for death vaiven the level of security he doubted any were present, certainly not visible

He turned back to Santiago, who in turn leaned forward and whispered, "I do not see the enemy--do you?"

Jean-Pierre shook his head

The theater was built in a deep horseshoe with a ceiling that rose at least ten stories in height to allow for a true spectacle perforeese

Zach also leaned forward "There’s so here Have you looked at the next four boxes to the left of us?"

Jean-Pierre shifted his gaze He had scanned them but he had not paid attention to the occupants Before, he had been looking for the pale, almost bluish complexion and overall beauty of death va his gaze from box to box, he cursed beneath his breath