Oberon returned to my side a few minutes later a giant basket cradled in his hands. “Are you ready?”
“I thought you were cooking for me,” I blurted out. I kept my eyes away from the ward I had destroyed. Maybe I should let someone know before its too late.
“I said I was taking you out on a date. We’re going for a picnic lunch at the top of the building. The ward is thinner there but you’ll enjoy the fresh air.”
The idea of the free wind caressing my skin made me grin. “That sounds perfect.”
Oberon smiled at me and my insides flip-flopped. How could he make me feel this way? It had only been one kiss. He paused beside me and I tucked my hand into the offered nook of his arm. “This way,” he said with his new smile.
I followed putting the matter of the ward aside. Maybe Dagon wouldn’t ev
