Maintaining eye contact, he inclined his head. "Madam, your chariot awaits."
A cool breeze fluffed Rayna"s hair as they left the antique shop and walked across the parking lot. She buttoned her short jacket, noting with satisfaction that the bank of clouds gathering above the western mountains promised a picture-perfect sunset.
But when they reached the late model Lincoln Town Car and Tyler opened the passenger door for her, the pounding of her heart unequivocally confirmed what she"d been trying so desperately to deny. Rooted to the spot, she struggled with the intuitive knowledge that if she accompanied him now, she would be inviting an irreversible change in her life.
"Won"t you step into my parlor, said the spider to the fly," Tyler said with a playful grin and a broad sweep of his
