That made Fenris chuckle, but he slowed down, no longer looking at each door we passed by. “I’ll pay you back later, then,” he said after a moment, allowing me to take the lead.
I smiled, slowing our pace even further as I guided us back toward the planetarium’s grand entrance. It was still warm outside, even though the sun had started its descent, casting long shadows over the city streets.
We’d been traveling all summer, visiting the planetariums of Europe as Fenris’s—or, rather, our—new home came together on the private island he’d bought to replace Isla Caida. The place was being designed with both of us in mind. I didn’t know a thing about home design or interior decorating, but Fenris insisted I have as much say in its development as he did. That meant, of course, with all the deta
