Chapter Thirty Five

As soon as She was sure she could hold it together, Lilith stepped around and looked up at him. He was wearing a simple but cozy sweater and a wash of jeans so dark and rich they could have rightly been mistaken for dress trousers. At least it wasn’t a suit and tie.

“You look really nice,” she said, smiling up at him and pinching the inside of her wrist to keep from crying. “I’m really glad you’re here.”

“Wait until you see what he’s brought for the feast,” Alexei declared, hauling in a case of wine.

“I told you to have some restraint,” Lilith complained softly, frowning up at Enzo's mischievous eyes.

“I could’ve done a lot more,” he reminded her, “Every party needs wine.”

“I need wine,” Lora confirmed, making grabby hands at the case Alexei held. “Let’s go. Break it out. Let’s do this Thanksgiving the right way.”

The turkey was perfectly cooked. It was time to let it rest — and to figure out what she was doing with the rest of her life. Or the rest of this evening, to start off with