20 Chapter 20

“He’s a very lucky man.” I took the locket from her, stood, and fastened it around her neck.

“I think we’re both lucky.”

“Jesus, I thought I’d have to wrestle him for these.” Gregor handed me a pristine cloth napkin wrapped around a fork, knife, and spoon. “He wanted to bring them to you himself.”

“Thank you for saving me from a fate worse than death.”

“Quinton!” Gregor gave me a poke. I grinned at him and sat down, and he took his own seat. “Both lucky about what?” he asked.

“You know what they say about the second time around, dear one.” Once again, Mother rested her hand on his arm.

Gregor flushed, and his eyes became over-bright. “Thank you.” He took her hand, turned it over, and pressed a kiss to her palm. “Thank you for letting me love you.”

I was more pleased than I could say that two people I cared most for… well, two of the three people… were so happy with each other.