The Black Diamond
“Scollard keeps it in. His magic is evident in every gleaming stone, every flicker of the lighthouse beam…" "Every thrilling legend," Julian teased. He saw the unexpected flash of hurt in her eyes—something he'd never seen before, much less put there—and instinctively he reached for her, drew her to him. "Soleil, I didn't mean…" Aurora gazed up at him, that incomparable candor supplanting the hurt, compelling her to explain. "You're but the second person I've ever brought here. Somehow I knew Courtney would love both the lighthouse and Mr. Scollard. With you—I'm just not certain. You're more of an enigma, Julian; you have the mind of a realist and the soul of an adventurer. Frankly, I don't know what sort of reaction to expect from you. I know I shouldn't care—but I do. You're my husband, and I badly want you to understand, perhaps even to share, my faith in the lighthouse and Mr. Scollard." She paused, a sort of sad resignation crossing her face. "However, I suppose I, too, must be realistic.
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