(Fake) Marrying My Orc Boss: A Huge Orc and Tiny Human Romantic Comedy by Zora Black

Author:Zora Black [Black, Zora]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-05-30T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 17

Sally

The morning after Grandma’s party, the sun is shining. I take that as a good sign to go for a walk with Drakar and some of my cousins. So many of my days lately have been an endless juggling act between hospital visits and work shifts, that I can’t even remember the last time I had the chance to enjoy something as simple as the view.

“This is my favorite part of the whole place,” I motion as we stroll across the cobblestones. My cousins dance around and scamper ahead, their excitement barely contained.

“Not even the enchanted lake?” Drakar is goading me with a slight smirk that tugs on the corners of his voice. One of my younger kin had revealed the old secret of our own ‘enchanted lake,’ a family tall tale that he’s apparently taken with relish.

“Oh the lake is nice, but I think I like the path a little more,” I reply breezily. “The best views of the property are along the path, and the walk always reminds me of the adventures we’ve had over the years.”

My gaze turns wistful as I let the memories filter through. Years of reunions, baby showers, and graduations, they all play through my mind like an old reel.

As if he can sense my thoughts, Drakar entwines his hand with mine in a gesture of reassurance. “It really is a wonderful house. I would have given anything to have a childhood like this.”

Looking down at our entangled fingers, I wonder how we managed to end up being exactly what the other needs. Drakar is bringing some much-needed stability in my life, as I am his. Still, I don’t want to push for anything more serious and wreck what we have. It doesn’t do me any good to go looking for anything beyond our arrangement.

I should be grateful that he’s doing this much, instead of wondering how much longer holding hands is going to hold up. He may be sexy and charming, but the only thing we’ve really got going for us is necessary convenience, and that probably won’t hold forever.

By the time we make it to the water’s edge, the kids have made up a full song about the lake it seems, and are trying to teach us these lyrics. This process might be sped along if they didn’t keep changing the words, but I’m too congenial to point that out, and Drakar is kind enough to play along.

He softly tests out a few of the lines before turning to me apologetically. “Sorry, I’m not much of a singer.” I think his low rumble is reminiscent of Elvis, but I lack the courage to tell him so.

I don’t want him to think I’m flirting with him in front of a bunch of my family members, then I remember that’s exactly what we’re here to do. Flustered by my internal critique, I move to the break line and let the cool water lap at my toes.

My younger cousins have taken it upon themselves to teach Drakar how to skip rocks, and he is patiently submitting to the lesson.

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