Meredith watched Jackson walk down Main Street toward Thirst, her eyes drifting to the way his jeans cupped his firm ass as she bit her lower lip. God, what a night. Centuries she had waited for a chance to be with Jackson Lantern, and the one who kept her from him wound up being the one who threw them together. Too bad she had to trick Lucifer as payback for finally bringing the two of them together.
Turning, she crossed the street to the roundabout park and the bustle of activity already taking place. She glanced around at all the busy hands—Misha and Vasily stacking bales of hay, Pascal and Toussaint hanging lights from poles and trees, even the Underwoods shoving more scarecrows into the ground while Gerst organized a pumpkin patch. Booths were being erected for games, and a corn maze
