Beau nods a bow. “Mrs. St. Cloud?”
“I prefer Cassandra or Cassie.” Her gaze slides to the imposing man beside her. “It took a rescue in a rainstorm to get Zak to use the familiar.”
Zak raises a brow. “I was wheedled into it––along with those charm lessons.”
Cassie laughs. “My coaxing worked, didn’t it? Besides, I discovered you could be quite charming when you made the effort, Zak.”
“Shall we begin, then?” Hand on his hip, elbow out, Beau turns to Detective Kennedy. “Which aspect of your anatomy did Cassie say first caught her eye?”
Zak stares hard at Beau Brummell. “I might have expected a sordid question from an entertainment venue where couples are encouraged to reveal inappropriate and intimate things about one another––”
Cassie interjects, “Zak, darling, try making light of the situation.”
“All right then.” Shoulders back, he straightens. “Cassie was likely captivated by my mind, though I believe she would endeavor to shock me with something more––”
“Like this?” Cassie turns over her card which reads: HIS BUM. Studying the frown on his face she snorts a laugh. “Did we not ride together the first morning we met? I remember very well, you posted the fast trot and your coat tails flew up, and...” She smiles at him. “I could hardly take my eyes off you.”
Beau flashes a smile. “So much for brilliant deductions––shall we push on? What behavior of yours, Cassie, would Zak say is the most shocking?
Cassie draws her bottom lip under pearly white uppers. “Give me a moment¬¬.”
Zak checks his pocket watch. “Take your time, dear, there are so many––”
She brightens. “My latest is bicycle riding in bloomers. But, I believe Zak would say my occasional puff on a cigar...”
Zak turns over the card with the words: HER FRENCH TATTOO
Cassie’s eyes grow wide and her mouth drops open. “You didn’t.”
Zak grins. “Come, come, Cassie. You are such a wonderfully shocking fiancée––might I share those colorful cursive words?”
Cassie squirms a little. “Well, as long as you don’t reveal where it’s located...”
Zak chuckles. “La douleur passe, la beauté reste––The pain passes but the beauty remains.
“All right then––we stand at nil and naught.” Beau tallies up the score.
“Nil and naught? Some kind of archaic cipher...” Zak muses.
Cassie pulls Zak close and nuzzles. “Shall we do a bit of...decoding, darling?”
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