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Authors: Cara Adams
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differences could explode into fights all too easily. At least now that the Supreme Alpha of North America had given approval for ménage matings and matings with humans that gave his bachelors more hope of finding a mate.
The evening was almost over when Cadfael finally worked out the next logical step. Excusing himself he stepped out into the hallway and called Taliesin, the manager of the movie theater.
“Hi there, Taliesin. I want to organize a date with a friend and wondered if we could watch a movie after the final session in the theater finishes tonight. Once the customers have gone. We did it once before for a birthday party. Is it possible to do it again?”
“So it’d be just you and this friend?”
“Me and Rhion and the friend, yes.”
“Well that depends. I have to decide on which movies to show for the Festival of the Arts and I planned to watch a couple of them again tonight before I make the bookings. If you think your friend will enjoy art movies I’ll show them in Cinema Four.”
Cinema Four was the smallest of the cinemas, the one generally hired for private parties. That part of it suited Cadfael perfectly. But art movies he wasn’t so sure of. Highbrow, girly stuff he didn’t understand wasn’t what he’d had in mind for the evening. “What sort of art movies?” he asked.
“I’ve already chosen most of the program. I just can’t decide whether to go for an animated film or an award-winning classic one for the final spot. So you could either watch How to Train Your Dragon or Mao’s Last Dancer or even both if you wish.”
Cadfael wrinkled his nose. Neither of them really appealed to him but perhaps Willow would enjoy one of them. “Can I get back to you?”
“Sure. The final session doesn’t let out until eleven thirty. The cleaning crew will need half an hour after that. They can do Cinema Four first. So I should be able to start the film rolling at midnight. Let me know by ten to twelve so I can set the one you want up first.”
“That’d be great. Thanks, Taliesin.”
“No problem.”
Hmm. Cadfael thought there very well might be a problem. He wasn’t sure either of those movies would excite Willow. He didn’t want her sitting there wishing she was somewhere else.
When he came back inside Eilidh looked at him carefully almost as if she could read his mind. Or perhaps his body language. He knew she was a damn good nurse and nurses did need an understanding of body language to correctly diagnose where pain was radiating from. Or something like that anyway. Whatever her secret method was, it worked. She spoke to Hawthorne and they left the room together. Rhion looked up and Cadfael took Willow’s hands and helped her stand beside him and Rhion.
“I’ve been talking to Taliesin, the manager of the movie theater. After the theater closes tonight he wants to look through a couple of movies to choose something for the Festival of the Arts. Rhion and I’d like to take you to the movies. Would you like to see either How to Train Your Dragon or Mao’s Last Dancer with us?”
“Can I look them up on the web before I choose, please? I don’t mean to be rude, but I’d like to make a sensible decision.”
“Of course.”
Rhion looked surprised, but in a way, Cadfael wasn’t. He knew Willow thought things through. Sure, she and Hawthorne had run away from Bailey, but it had been a logical escape, with planned and sensible decision-making behind it, not just a mad dash for freedom. He leaned against the wall, watching as she picked up a laptop from a chair and set it across her knees, tapping a few keys methodically. Cadfael liked watching her. Her eyebrows lowered as she stared at the screen. Her face was serious, yet her lips were still tilted up, not in a line, or worse, tilted down. He liked that she had a pensive, thoughtful side, as well as the ability to act on her decisions. That she could both make and activate difficult choices.
She turned around to them both
The evening was almost over when Cadfael finally worked out the next logical step. Excusing himself he stepped out into the hallway and called Taliesin, the manager of the movie theater.
“Hi there, Taliesin. I want to organize a date with a friend and wondered if we could watch a movie after the final session in the theater finishes tonight. Once the customers have gone. We did it once before for a birthday party. Is it possible to do it again?”
“So it’d be just you and this friend?”
“Me and Rhion and the friend, yes.”
“Well that depends. I have to decide on which movies to show for the Festival of the Arts and I planned to watch a couple of them again tonight before I make the bookings. If you think your friend will enjoy art movies I’ll show them in Cinema Four.”
Cinema Four was the smallest of the cinemas, the one generally hired for private parties. That part of it suited Cadfael perfectly. But art movies he wasn’t so sure of. Highbrow, girly stuff he didn’t understand wasn’t what he’d had in mind for the evening. “What sort of art movies?” he asked.
“I’ve already chosen most of the program. I just can’t decide whether to go for an animated film or an award-winning classic one for the final spot. So you could either watch How to Train Your Dragon or Mao’s Last Dancer or even both if you wish.”
Cadfael wrinkled his nose. Neither of them really appealed to him but perhaps Willow would enjoy one of them. “Can I get back to you?”
“Sure. The final session doesn’t let out until eleven thirty. The cleaning crew will need half an hour after that. They can do Cinema Four first. So I should be able to start the film rolling at midnight. Let me know by ten to twelve so I can set the one you want up first.”
“That’d be great. Thanks, Taliesin.”
“No problem.”
Hmm. Cadfael thought there very well might be a problem. He wasn’t sure either of those movies would excite Willow. He didn’t want her sitting there wishing she was somewhere else.
When he came back inside Eilidh looked at him carefully almost as if she could read his mind. Or perhaps his body language. He knew she was a damn good nurse and nurses did need an understanding of body language to correctly diagnose where pain was radiating from. Or something like that anyway. Whatever her secret method was, it worked. She spoke to Hawthorne and they left the room together. Rhion looked up and Cadfael took Willow’s hands and helped her stand beside him and Rhion.
“I’ve been talking to Taliesin, the manager of the movie theater. After the theater closes tonight he wants to look through a couple of movies to choose something for the Festival of the Arts. Rhion and I’d like to take you to the movies. Would you like to see either How to Train Your Dragon or Mao’s Last Dancer with us?”
“Can I look them up on the web before I choose, please? I don’t mean to be rude, but I’d like to make a sensible decision.”
“Of course.”
Rhion looked surprised, but in a way, Cadfael wasn’t. He knew Willow thought things through. Sure, she and Hawthorne had run away from Bailey, but it had been a logical escape, with planned and sensible decision-making behind it, not just a mad dash for freedom. He leaned against the wall, watching as she picked up a laptop from a chair and set it across her knees, tapping a few keys methodically. Cadfael liked watching her. Her eyebrows lowered as she stared at the screen. Her face was serious, yet her lips were still tilted up, not in a line, or worse, tilted down. He liked that she had a pensive, thoughtful side, as well as the ability to act on her decisions. That she could both make and activate difficult choices.
She turned around to them both
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