"The rectory," Bones supplied, crawling through. "Let's not dawdle."
Chance and Isa climbed through the space as well. With all the commotion, there should have been sufficient sound coverage to muffle their escape, but soon people would notice that the gun-toting bride was nowhere to be seen.
Once inside the rectory, Bones gestured to the window. "Your car's across the street. I'll stay here and delay anyone who might have a mind to come after you. Best get moving, or Greta may take off without you."
"You let a hundred and twenty-six-year-old woman drive my Camaro?" Chance asked in disbelief.
Bones laughed. "You're older than she is, who are you to throw stones?"
"How old are you?" Isa gasped. Okay, so she hadn't gotten around to asking some things.
"One hundred and forty-three," Chance supplied, giving her a quick kiss. "But don't worry, darling. I don't feel a day over the century mark."
"Nice meeting you, luv," Bones called out as Chance swept Isa in his arms. He vaulted through the open rectory window at full speed, making everyone they passed look like no more than a haze of colors.
Across the street, Greta revved the engine of the Camaro. Chance dove in the open passenger door and Greta took off without waiting for him to close it, swinging the car into the street with a squeal of tires.
"Where are we going?" Isa asked, her head firmly clasped to Chance's chest. He had the seat reclined to avoid them being spotted—or so she guessed.
"Anywhere you want," he replied. "We have time."
Isa looked over at her grandmother, who was wheeling the muscle car around, and she smiled. Following your heart is always the right decision, Greta had said, and Isa agreed. That's what she was doing, so it didn't really matter where they went. Besides, Chance was right. They had time. All the time in the world, if she wanted.
"Surprise me," Isa said, and kissed him.
About Jeaniene Frost
JEANIENE FROST lives with her husband and their very spoiled dog in Florida . Although not a vampire herself, she confesses to having pale skin, wearing a lot of black, and sleeping in late whenever possible. And while she can't see ghosts, she loves to walk through old cemeteries. Jeaniene also loves poetry and animals, but fears children and hates to cook. She is currently at work on her next paranormal novel.
To know more about Jeaniene, please visit her website at www.JeanieneFrost.com.
Jeaniene Frost, Happily Never After
(Series: Night Huntress # 1.50)
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