Daring in a Blue Dress
““We could go out for dinner,” I told Alden after we got dressed again. “Go to that pub you mentioned yesterday.”
“We could, but I’d feel bad about leaving Lisa at the mercy of Vandal.”
“Oh, I meant that we’d take her, too,” I lied, feeling immediately guilty that I hadn’t even thought about what Lisa was going to do for dinner. Here I’d been selfishly thinking of having Alden to myself, and he was being a considerate and thoughtful host.
He rubbed his face, his whiskers rasping in a way that sent a shiver down my arms. “We could do that if you like.”
“Sure.” I slapped a cheerful smile on my face. “Do you think we should invite Fenice and Vandal, too?”
“Why?” he asked, narrowing his eyes on me. “You don’t . . . er . . . you’re not . . .” He made an oddly abrupt gesture.
“You pick the weirdest times to get tongue-tied,”
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