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the bench and sat down. She hoped that a little rest would help her to get her bearings and stop the churning in her stomach. Leaning forward, she closed her eyes and rested her face in her hands.
    “Why are you still here?”
    The voice came from behind her. Sarah sat up straight and swung around to face him. He was kneeling behind the bench with his arms resting on the back of it.
    Dumbfounded, Sarah couldn’t think of a single thing to say. All she could do was stare at him.
    He smiled. “Do you like the Ferris wheel?”
    She nodded, still unable to find her voice.
    “We should ride it then.” He stepped around the bench and held out his hand to her. There was something about him that just seemed to scream at her senses, warning her off, but she wanted to talk to him, she wanted to be near him. He wore black clothing and boots, and although the night was warm, he also wore a long black coat.
    “I’m waiting for my friend,” she told him, trying to look away.
    He kneeled down in front of the bench and shook his head. “You have been waiting for me Sarah.”
    Was he right? Had she been secretly hoping that it had not been her imagination, and that he would make another appearance?
    She started to shake her head in denial, but he held up a hand to stop her. “Sarah … you can’t lie to me.”
    His eyes locked with hers, and he seemed to be staring right into her soul, peeling back the layers of who she was, until the person that was Sarah Fabre was naked and vulnerable. She blinked rapidly, trying to direct her gaze somewhere else, but she couldn’t.
    “What’s your name?” she forced her vocal cords to work.
    “If I tell you my name, will you go on a ride with me?”
    “Maybe,” Sarah told him.
    A smile touched his lips. “My name is Darrien.”
    “Taylor did a banishing spell on you. How come you are here?”
    “Why would he do that? Are you still frightened of me?” A hard glint formed in his dark eyes.
    “You were outside the truck window while we were driving,” she accused. “You nearly caused us to wreck.”
    “I’m afraid that you must be mistaken.”
    Sarah shook her head. “I saw you.”
    Darrien watched her as if he were trying to uncover some deception in her words. “Well it was not me,” he assured her.
    Sarah opened her mouth to insist that it was him that she’d seen, but she was starting to doubt it herself. It had not actually been a full-bodied person, but more of an apparition that had appeared outside of the truck’s window.
    “So will you ride with me?” he asked again.
    Sarah took the hand that he held out to her. His touch was cool, and somehow familiar.
    Holding her hand, Darrien led her to the large Ferris wheel. It was not one of the most popular rides, so they did not have to wait long before it was their turn. Soon they were in their seat and rising above the lights.
    “Why did you want me to ride with you?” she asked.
    He smiled. “I wanted to talk with you without being overheard, but in a place that you would feel safe.”
    “You could kill me up here and be gone before anyone even knew what had happened. I’m really not that dumb. I come from a family of very powerful witches,” she told him, hoping to deter any thoughts he might have of carrying out his earlier attempt on her life.
    His laughter was dark, but not really threatening. “Yes, I’m aware of that. The Coven of Lazar … progeny of the dark prince himself.”
    “What is that suppose to mean?” she asked, narrowing her eyes to glare at him.
    “You don’t know the stories of the Coven of Lazar and the Fabre witches?” he mocked her.
    “I know nothing of a dark prince.” Sarah continued to glare at him.
    “What a shame. This talk we need to have would be so much easier if you were not ignorant of your beginnings.”
    “Why don’t you just tell me what’s going on and why someone wanted you to kill me?” Sarah’s temper was starting to get the best of her, and his nearness was