Gabriel’s gaze glittered with dark amusement. A dangerous demon looked at me for a moment before the smiling angel returned.I’d swear it was my imagination if I hadn’t made the demon’s acquaintance seven years before.“I’m ready to go, Sir.”Gabriel’s slow smile did delightful things to my body. “I’m glad I ran into you today, Emma. Fate is wonderful, isn’t she?”I ducked my head, feeling incredibly shy all of a sudden. He laughed and slid out, all long-legged grace, before holding out his hand for me. I took it and squeezed.I’d forgotten how wonderful it was to be with you.Gabriel tucked my arm through his. He kept his pace slow to match my mincing steps. “Are there going to be cameras?”“Perhaps a few.”“Oh.”“Don’t worry, Emma. Just smile at me as if you can’t live without me and you’ll take a perfect picture.”“Ha! You wish.”“I do.”A rush of conversation hit my ears as soon as we entered the atrium. It was a soaring affair, the kind covered in marble and glass.
