Kiss Me Forever Love Me Forever by Rosemary Laurey

Author:Rosemary Laurey
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2004-12-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

Dixie woke to night, the hum of traffic, cool air wafting through the open window, and the sure knowledge that Christopher waited downstairs. A rustle got her attention as she swung her legs to the floor and she picked up the evening paper. “New Developments in Surrey Arson Death.” Some headline! But as she scanned the page, her excitement plummeted in seconds. Apart from the coy statement that a man was “helping the police with their enquiries,” the story just rehashed the old details, except for mentioning possible “further victims.”

“You’re disappointed,” Christopher said a little while later as she walked into Tom’s study to find the three of them seated by the open French windows.

How could she stay angry with her love standing beside her and the scent of night stocks filling the room? “I wanted him hung, drawn and quartered, or at the very least an hour or so on the rack.”

“Don’t wish that on anyone,” Tom said.

Who could ignore the spasm of pain that twisted his face as he looked out into the dark and the past? “Sorry, Tom. I suppose what I want is swift, precise justice.”

“I think we have it,” Justin said. “It’s just a matter of waiting.”

She had to adjust her notions of time. No point in giving into impatience when one faced eternity. She sat down in the empty seat when she realized they were all standing, and would as long as she did. “I’ll wait for the mills of justice to grind him down.”

The ten o’clock news lifted her spirits, with news of Sebastian’s arrest. “Let’s celebrate,” Christopher said. “I promised you we’d climb the dome of St. Paul’s.”

They soared over the stuccoed mansions of Mayfair, the crowded West End and the silent streets of the city to alight on the rim at the bottom of the dome.

Dixie’s throat tightened as she stared up at the vast curve of the dome. “We should have brought ropes and climbing gear.”

“No need.”

“This isn’t Boggles’ Roost.”

“And you are no longer a fledgling.” True! She’d bested James and broken Sebastian, and drunk blood from a mortal, and the man she loved offered her a climb of St. Paul’s dome as entertainment after a rough twenty-four hours. “Use your knees and elbows for purchase. Press into the curve and hold on. Take your time and if you slip, fly.”

Following his lead, she spread her arms and legs, pressed her hips into the lead casing and scaled the dome. It wasn’t climbing stairs. If flying yesterday hadn’t impressed on her the extent of her newfound strength, this did. The vast size of the dome surpassed her imagination. The quiet so high above the streets with nothing but sky overhead seemed uncanny, like a strange, small planet in a lonely universe. Up she went, just paces behind Christopher, until they stood on the peak beside the great gilded cross that crowned the lantern atop the cupola. She looked up at the crosspiece way above their heads.

“Want to climb up there?” Christopher asked.

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