All the King's Men (The Turning Series Book 1) by Krys Janae

Author:Krys Janae [Janae, Krys]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-02-12T16:00:00+00:00

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Everyone had gone; Charlie left shortly after Sloane, and between her meal and medication, she was knocked out for a few hours. Danika woke up after her nap, greeted by the orange sunset that peered through the window. She yawned loudly, without any regard for manners in the presence of two visitors at the foot of her bed. Her vision was still blurry but she recognized them at once: based on height and frame, she figured one of them was Callista, who had gone with a deeper shade of violet in her pixie-cut hair. Her wide, lavender eyes were boring right into Danika. Somewhere behind her, Frost’s beanpole physique looked too tall to fit in the guest chair, but he was asleep. Normally she’d bitch about visitors coming around so frequently, but she had to admit the company was comforting.

“You should take a picture, it’ll last longer.” Danika yawned again, her voice low and groggy.

Callie snickered and nudged Frost’s arm. “Psst! She’s awake.” It took two heaves until his arm fell off the rest, and Frost’s head bobbed as he caught himself.

Frost clicked his tongue in a split second of pure irritability before realizing that Danika was awake. His eyes widened and he sat up. “Hey!”

“Frosty the Snowman.” Danika smiled, though it wasn’t nearly as big or glamorous as Frost’s.

Picture perfect bastard.

“Popeye…” Frost solemnly chuckled.

“Popeye?” Callie’s neck jerked back, her face full of confusion as the reference was lost on her.

“You know, the sailor man? Muscles? Eats a lot of spinach? Goes around punching the bad guys?” Frost rolled his hands to try and help her along, but he was over it in a couple of seconds when he saw it wasn’t getting anywhere. “Tsk. Man—get out of here with your young-ass confusion.”

Danika was amused at Frost’s jab to the youngster. She inhaled sharply as she pushed herself up on the bed to sit up straight.

“Easy—”

“I’m fine, Frost.”

“No, you silly, stubborn girl. You’re not fine. You were shot.” Frost was up and out of his chair, and she could feel his glacial fingertips on her shoulder as he moved in to assist.

“People keep saying that shit like I’m unaware.” She waved her hand as best as she could to encircle her body. “Hello?”

Frost sighed through his nose, a wordless response that was a little cross, but he fluffed her pillows anyway and carefully leaned her back. The chill of his palm at the nape of her neck was soothing. She coughed a bit, her throat dry as she tried to normalize her raspy voice. Frost was kind enough to pour a cup of water for her, and she accepted it with a smile. She held it in both hands but didn’t drink just yet.

“Thanks.” Danika breathed out and lay back where she could comfortably see them both.

“Of course, babe.” He kissed her forehead and stepped back, taking a seat at the edge of the chair next to her.

Danika puffed out a breath and shrugged. “Now, if one of you is responsible for helping me get bumped up to one of Aldo’s fancy suites? I owe you one….

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