Any worries I might have had as to what the banter over dinner might hold proved to be needless. Liam behaved, and there was no talk whatsoever of my spell crafting work or the ink on my arm. In fact, conversation flowed quite readily and energetically. Sprinkled lightly throughout our wonderful meal was talk about music, upcoming possible concerts, local art, books, used book stores, vacation spots, and recent movies we’d seen or wanted to see. Completely normal topics.
I would have loved to bring up the odd door situation to Liam, so I could get his thoughts on it, or better, to ask him to come take a look at it, but I couldn’t do that in front of Chloe. Maybe if she went to the ladies’ room later, I’d have a chance.
Every once in a while, I made sly glances toward the entrance for the
