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beautiful she was daily, how classically elegant and graceful. Touching her face, she recalled how he’d used the words exquisite and breathtaking not long ago.
    Yes, she was loved. Kit had no doubt about that. Maybe being loved made you beautiful, like love made the Velveteen Rabbit real in the old children’s story.
    A tap on the door alerted her that Rogue was coming in. “Are you ready to go eat? I’m starving!” He’d showered and changed at the gym. Setting down his duffle bag, he paused to take a look at Kit, dressed in a short bronze dress with a low cut back and an empire waistline which accentuated her breasts. He gave a long low whistle. “Damn, baby. You are one gorgeous, sexy woman.” Taking her hand, he tugged, fitting her body to his. “And I’m one grateful man.” Layering his lips over hers, he kissed her passionately. “I know what I’m having for dessert.”
    “Something chocolate, I bet.” She pressed her head to his chest, taking comfort in the strong beat of his heart.
    He made a humming noise as he thought. “Maybe, but you’re the sweet I’m craving the most.”
    Kit let out a long breath as she rested against him. “You always make me feel better.”
    “Good.” Rogue said as he pushed a strand of hair from her cheek. “That’s what I’m for. Now, let’s go.” He led her out of their cabin and down to the elevators. The walk to the main dining room was a pleasant one. There was always something going on everywhere they looked. Culinary classes, magicians performing, ice sculpture demonstrations–you name it, it was available.
    When they arrived at the grand entrance to the dining room, they were met by a hostess who escorted them to their table. Crystal chandeliers lit the bi-level room, tuxedoed waiters stood by, ready to fulfil their every request and heavenly aromas wafted through the air. “The food really is excellent,” Kit murmured as they were seated and she was passed a menu with the day’s selections. “I think I’ll start with lobster bisque? How about you?”
    Rogue only considered a moment. “Tiger shrimp cocktail, I think.” He surveyed the other selections, “Duck or prime rib. What sounds good?”
    Kit’s stomach rumbled. She hadn’t eaten very much earlier in the day. She was determined not to gain weight. After all, she wanted to fit into her wedding dress. “I think I’ll take the chili rellenos.”
    “Good choice.” Rogue mused, always serious about his food. “And now for dessert.”
    Kit waited. She’d learned something early on. Rogue Walker picked the best desserts. After she’d made her choice and he made his, she always felt like his was better. He’d tease her with little bites, but pick at her because she coveted his. “Cherries Jubilee?” she ventured, watching his face.
    “Not for me, I’ll take the Chocolate Melting Cake.” He licked his lips and gave her a lascivious grin.
    “I’ll take that too,” she quickly added, as their waiter who stood quietly by jotted down their selections.
    “Very good, ma’am, sir. I’ll return shortly.” He gave them a short bow and hurried off.
    Rogue leaned forward, met her gaze and took her hand. “I’m having such a good time. Thank you for suggesting this.”
    “We needed it after the last few weeks. The ordeal with my stepfather was crazy. You finding out your father passed, then getting to know your brothers, even helping me locate the bonds hidden in the statue of Rogue-Angel…it’s all been a lot to handle emotionally.”
    Rogue passed his thumb over the top of her hand. It was on the tip of his tongue to tell her about the strange woman, but he didn’t want to spoil the moment. So, he kept the information to himself. “When we get home, we’ll start planning for the future. I’m thinking about building us a waterfront house on Dusty’s land at Osprey Lake. Your house is a little small and I don’t feel like we have enough privacy at White Wing.”
    “I agree.” Kit