“The wedding is planned, my mother will not hurt you, and I assure you my family would be very disappointed if we jumped the gun. I’d be disappointed too. And after you see Verona, you’d be too.”
“But look how quaint this place is?” She entreated him with her green eyes dancing, catching hues from the sun-drenched colored windows so that a celestial light appeared to glimmer from them.
“You are the incomparable enchantress,” he observed as he was swept up in a wave of pure admiration.
“I’m not as perfect as you want me to be,” Tempest said. “I can’t be that perfect. Why, look how often you have to remind me on my ass end. I still think it would be better to get this hardest of things over with, before I have to play gracious bride to your mother and all those other people.”
“Your jitte
