Chapitre 42: Chapter 42

We danced until I was weak with wanting and finally pleaded for mercy. I didn't want to drink and suggested that we find a restaurant for a late dinner instead. They all agreed eagerly; I guess I wasn't the only one who had worked up an appetite. In fact, Torquil looked a little flushed when we walked out of Monarch.

"Oh, shoot; F-U War is closed," Abby whined as we walked down the sidewalk.

"Abby." I shook my head and chuckled.

"You know they named it that on purpose. I'm only being obliging." Abby shot me a look over her shoulder since she was walking with Torquil, in front of me and Tiernan. She had her arm through Torque's, and he looked damned comfortable with it. That had me a little worried, but it wasn't any of my business. If Abby wanted to thwart convention by taking a fairy lover, who was I to tell her no?

"Maybe we should just call a cab and ask the driver—" I didn't finish the sentence because someone came running out of the alley beside us and tackled Torquil.