Arsenic Dragon by Terry Bolryder

Author:Terry Bolryder [Bolryder, Terry]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-01-29T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

The next morning, Farrah woke up groggily, vaguely remembering being ushered to bed by Nic after their dinner and her drunken antics afterward.

She leaned forward over her knees, rubbing her hands over her face, wiping sleep and regret from her eyes.

Had she really come on to Nic? And had it really been a mistake, something to regret?

Yes, she’d had wine, but her attraction to him had been building. Sure, part of it was that shifters were naturally more attractive than most human males could hope to be, but she’d never cared about that when they’d been jerks like the ones who captured her.

But with someone kind, thoughtful, caring like Nic, it was a little hard not to fall for them.

And it wasn’t just his looks or strength; it was the way he didn’t know how to take compliments, the way he didn’t seem to have any idea how good of a person—well, dragon—he was. He understood his strength and that he was good at his job, but he didn’t seem to understand the other things that were good about him and so rare.

Rare amongst humans and she guessed among shifters as well.

He hadn’t once tried to come on to her, and even with her drunk and coming on to him, he hadn’t tried to pull anything with her.

Was he not attracted to her or something? She rumpled her sheets frustratedly, not having any idea. And why was it so important when she intended to forget it all anyway?

Perhaps because last night, for the first time in so long, it felt like she was starting to live.

She sighed, stretched, and decided to go downstairs and eat breakfast before her shower. She also wanted to check on Arsenic, make sure he was okay after last night. Would he be… mad?

That seemed unlikely, but she could imagine she’d been frustrating.

She threw a robe on over her pajamas and tied the belt around her waist, then crept down the stairs, listening for now-familiar sounds in the kitchen.

Sure enough, she heard the clanking of dishes that meant Arsenic was cooking breakfast.

So maybe things would be business as usual?

When she walked into the kitchen, she was surprised to see him in a robe as well, a black one with black flannel pants underneath. He looked over his shoulder at her and then pulled a plate from the cupboard and shoveled eggs and bacon from it before setting it on the table.

The he turned back to the cooking and spoke to her with his back turned. “How are you feeling this morning?”

“Fine,” she said. “A little headachy, but that’s normal. I drank a bit too much. I guess I’m a lightweight.”

He nodded. “You should be more careful in the future. What if I’m not around?”

She didn’t like the sound of that. “Yeah.”

He served himself a plate and came to sit at the table on the opposite end. “Anything I can do for you?”

“No, you’re already doing enough,” she said. “I really appreciate it.”

“I’m not doing much of anything,” he said, poking at his eggs.

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