Alex and Azalea_Prequel to the Underground Series by Melody Robinette

Author:Melody Robinette [Robinette, Melody]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Melody Robinette
Published: 2016-12-21T23:00:00+00:00

14

Chocolate Bridge

Azalea had to refrain from giggling as she watched Alex struggle through his speech when he answered her questions for him. It was adorable, to be sure. And it made laughs bubble up in her throat, which she held back. So the laughs moved up to her eyes, sparkling like champagne.

The Irish band made the city feel even more removed from everything she was used to back home. It made it feel like magic. Like a fairytale. Or maybe it was the way Alex looked at her. Like she was a sunset.

The music was lovely, yes, but Alex was lovelier. And she wanted to hear more of him. Feel more of him. So she grabbed ahold of his hand, whispered a quick explanation in Zariah’s ear, and tugged him out of his seat.

“Where are we going?” he asked with a laugh.

“For a walk,” she answered coyly.

When they made it outside of the building, Alex looked around and then down at her. “Where are we walking?”

It was strange, she thought, that his accent didn’t sound quite as “Irish” as some of the other locals. It was more of a mixture of Irish and British and Scottish and something else.

Azalea kept a tight hold of his hand, still clasped in hers, and walked forward. “This way.” He followed easily, falling into step beside her. “I’m feeling like some hot chocolate.”

“Ah,” he said, his lips curling up. “And where is this hot chocolate?”

“This way,” she repeated.

He looked uncertainly at her but followed her lead anyway. Though Alex was now walking beside her, rather than being pulled, Azalea kept ahold of his hand. She’d been waiting for him to let go first, and when he never did, she just kept her fingers entwined with his.

Never before in her life had she been so acutely aware of how many nerve endings a hand contained. And this wasn’t the first time she’d held a boy’s hand. She was eighteen, after all. And her small Texas town had rather little to do there. Hand holding was always the very first step…before everything else.

But this. This was like trying to hold static electricity in her palm. Sparks and tingling sensations sizzled everywhere his skin touched hers. It almost left her breathless.

“I thought you weren’t from here,” Alex said eventually.

“I’m not.”

“Then how do you know where this hot cocoa place is?”

“I’m magical.”

Alex looked at her a little strangely a moment before he said, “Are you…?” As if he actually almost believed her.

She laughed. “No, dummy. We went on a tour of the city earlier today and passed by it. Peter—our teacher—told us it was the best hot chocolate in Ireland. But we didn’t have time to stop.”

“So, you’re not magical then?” he said.

Azalea’s eyes moved to his, narrowing slyly. “I could be.”

The corners of Alex’s mouth twitched up slightly as he said, “So could I.”

“Maybe that’s why you can play guitar so well.”

He actually threw his head back in a laugh at this. “That’s probably it.”

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