CHAPTER SIX
THE TREES STIRRED SOFTLY in a warm breeze. An owl called a warning high above their heads. Godric swept the area with his gaze, his hand straying constantly to the gun tucked into his jeans.
The normal night sounds seemed somehow enhanced, sinister. He knew there were at least two people out there, watching them. One of them was Cho. The other...he wished he knew.
By contrast, Dini seemed totally unconcerned with the dangers of the night. She picked her way carefully through the brush and ground debris in her soft moccasins, a clean towel and bar of soap folded over her arm. Her dark gaze was unreadable in the night, but her strong features were relaxed, even happy.
“You like it out here.”
She glanced up at him, her lips curving in a soft smile. “Yes.”
Her soft voice held
