He shrugged. "I couldn't say. I've never been invited to one of her parties. Some people say she is, and some say she isn't."
I studied the tickets again. They read as follows:
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You are cordially invited to Madam Bentley's seance on the evening of October 29th. Please arrive on or before six o'clock sharp. Do not wear gloves.
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I furrowed my brow. "So if you've never been to one how did I get invited?"
He shook his head. "I don't know. Those in attendance are usually part of an exclusive and random list of the most influential people in town."
A sly smile slipped onto my lips as my eyes flickered to him. "And you've never been a part of one?"
He grinned. "I guess I'm not random enough." He pinched one corner of a ticket between his fingers and turned it over. "These look like pretty old tickets."
I nodded. "Yeah. Somebody got invited and decided they weren't random enough." I looked over the envelope. Something caught my eyes. I held the envelope close to my face and squinted. "Does this look like a smudge to you?"
Orion took the envelope and studied the light black marking on the front. He sniffed the spot and nodded. "It's a smudge. I'd say some sort of paint."
I looked down at the tickets in my hand and shrugged. "Why not?"
He arched an eyebrow. "You want to go?"
I turned to face him and held up the envelope. "I receive an unmarked, hand-delivered envelope with two tickets to an exclusive seance. Somebody wants me to go there, and I'd like to find out who and why."
Orion smiled and plucked a ticket from my hand. "That makes two of us."
I glanced at my watch. "We've got enough time for food. What kind of clothes do people where to these things?"
Orion cringed. "Let's just say it's anything we can find in our closets and skip the shopping."
I grinned. "But we had such fun."
He grasped my arm and turned me toward the house. "If you're hoping for a case of Stockholm Syndrome then I'm going to have to disappoint you. Anyway, let's get cooking and see if we can't find a skimpy outfit for you to wear."
He stopped and leaned down. His lips captured mine in a sweet, intense kiss that left me breathless. A thrill of heat tingled my body. I wanted him to keep going all the way to the bedroom.
Orion parted us and grinned. "I expect to see that pirate costume of yours soon, but right now we have a news story to discover."
I sighed and stepped backward toward the house. "I think I've created a monster."
His eyes flashed a deep yellow and his crooked smile showed off his sharp teeth. "Too late, but let's get cooking before we're late to the seance."
I laughed as he sidled up beside me. "Yeah, we wouldn't want them to dial the ghosts before we get there."
If only we'd been late.
Other series by Mac Flynn
Contemporary Romance
Being Me
Billionaire Seeking Bride
The Family Business
Loving Places
PALE Series
Trapped In Temptation
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Demon Romance Ensnare: The Librarian's Lover
Ensnare: The Passenger's Pleasure
Incubus Among Us
Office Duties
Sensual Sweets
Unnatural Lover
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Dragon Romance
Maiden to the Dragon
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Ghost Romance Phantom Touch
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Vampire Romance
Blood Thief
Blood Treasure
Vampire Dead-tective
Vampire Soul
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Werewolf Romance Alpha Blood
Alpha Mated
Beast Billionaire
Desired By the Wolf
Falling For A Wolf
Garden of the Wolf
Highland Moon
In the Loup
Luna Proxy
Marked By the Wolf
Moon Chosen
Moon Lovers
Oracle of Spirits
Scent of Scotland: Lord of Moray
Shadow of the Moon
Sweet & Sour
Wolf Lake