Visions in Death (In Death #19)(113)

"Sounds like a deal."

She walked outside, fixed a police seal to the door. "Rain's stopped," she commented.

"Still a bit misty yet."

"I like it."

"You liked her," he added.

"I did." She stood in front of the door, looking out at the street, the wash of puddles as a Rapid Cab slewed through. "I did like her. Still do on some level, even knowing what she is."

He slung an arm around her shoulders, she hooked hers around his waist. "Do you think she loves him? Lucas?"

"No." She knew what love was now. "But she thinks she does."

Eve dropped into the passenger seat this time, yawned comfortably when Roarke took the wheel. She leaned back, closed her eyes, trusting he'd get her home.

Yes, she knew what love was.

The End