CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
“Before we visit the catacombs, however, what do you say to our getting you some new attire?” Will suggested as he looked me up and down.
I followed his gaze and beheld my frumpy attire. “That would probably be a good idea. Nobody would be caught dead marrying me in this.”
A muffled guffaw came out of nowhere. I blinked at Will whose eyes twinkled. They also darted upward and to the front of the carriage. I lifted an eyebrow and shook my head.
Will lowered his voice to a whisper. “Raines.”
I blinked at him for a moment before realization struck me. “Did he just laugh at my joke?”
Will raised his voice and a sly smile curled onto his lips. “You may be growing on him yet.” A muffled harumph was the reply.
“Probably just a fungus,” I quipped as I pulled asid
