“I rather like crouching in the shadows with you. It’s always entertaining.” “It is, isn’t it?” She grinned as she turned to leave and he caught her hand. “Diana, I…” There was so much he wanted to say and do and none of it appropriate for a man in his precarious legal position. So instead he settled for bringing her fingers to his lips and pressing a soft, lingering kiss on the back of them. “Until tomorrow, my Goddess of the Hunt and Hornet-Kicking Hunter of the Truth. I suspect I shall count the hours.” Just as he always did.
