Free Til Death (Jane #5) by Samantha Warren Page B

has
developed a weapon that emits a blast that’s like a star exploding
and can be contained to the walls of a house. It will make taking
covens out a bit easier, but it also poses a greater danger to the
teams using it. And there is a question as to whether it is
ethical.”
    I shuddered at the thought of the vampires
who would be caught in the blast. My previous husband had met a
similar fate and it was not the least bit pleasant.
    “And there’s a new kid from Seattle who has a
chip on his shoulder, and really bad hair.”
    “When are we heading to Columbus?”
    “The day after the wedding. Good thing we
celebrated our honeymoon already.” Felipe’s lips pressed against my
forehead and I snuggled closer to him. “Oh, Jane. Before I met you,
I thought I had my life sorted out. Now, I just want to escape with
you to some remote corner of the world and never worry about any of
this again.”
    Smiling, I lifted my head and kissed him
softly. “I know how you feel. But if we were to leave now, a lot of
people would suffer. The world is counting on you to be their
Superman.”
    “I am definitely no Superman. First off, he
didn’t drink blood. Second, he was allergic to kryptonite. I’m not
that big of a pansy.” He leaned over and kissed my nose. “And
third, I would never abandon the woman I love.”
    “Very valid points. I guess you’ll just have
to settle for being my hero, then.”
    Wrapping his arms tightly around me, he
pressed his lips to my neck. “I think I could deal with that. When
this is all over, I think we should resign and move to Alaska.”
    “What would we do in Alaska?”
    He shrugged. “Raise mooses?”
    “Mooses isn’t a word. It’s meese.”
    “It’s not meese. It’s mooses.”
    “No, it’s meese. The plural of goose is
geese, so the plural of moose is meese.”
    Felipe stared at me for several minutes after
that and I had a very hard time keeping my grin under wraps. “I
think you’re full of bologna.”
    “Hey, who’s the one with English as a first
language, huh?”
    He snorted. “And who’s been speaking English
longer than you, huh?”
    I opened my mouth to retaliate, but his lips
stopped me before I could get a word out. They tasted delicious and
I lost myself in them. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I tangled
my fingers in his luscious black hair. Without breaking the kiss,
he tucked an arm under my knees and stood up, taking me with him.
The trip to the bedroom was a little dangerous with all the flowers
throughout the room and I heard glass breaking and water splashing
more than once.
    As Felipe opened the door, I saw flowers and
glass strewn across our path and pitied the poor housekeeper who
would be tasked with cleaning up the mess. I’d gotten to know her
over the previous weeks and did not envy her in her job. But as the
door closed behind us, my concern for the maid and the wedding and
even the world disappeared. Felipe was all that mattered right
then, and we made the most of every moment.
     

Chapter 2
     
    The day snuck up on me, despite Donna’s
constant reminders and fussing. Twenty-two hours before the
wedding, she kicked Felipe out of the suite and took over. Her
nervous energy permeated the room and had Annie and I on pins and
needles.
    At eight o’clock in the evening, four hours
before I was to walk down the aisle, we finally headed to the
church. It was small compared to the churches I was used to, but I
didn’t mind. Donna had tried to get us to rent out the largest in
the area, but I didn’t want that many people at my wedding. As it
was, I would probably really only know about a third of the guests,
the rest being picked by Felipe, Donna, and Father Bellini.
    The room that had been reserved for us to get
ready in was almost the size of the hotel suite. My dress was
hanging from a rack in the corner, alongside those for Donna and
Annie. Theirs were almost as beautiful as mine. I had insisted on
picking the dresses for the bridesmaids. Hey,