Bonds Broken & Silent by Kris Austen Radcliffe

Author:Kris Austen Radcliffe [Radcliffe, Kris Austen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781939730503
Publisher: Six Talon Sign Fantasy & Futuristic Romance
Published: 2017-09-18T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

The room’s lights blazed on.

Daisy blinked, the world suddenly, completely rushing back in.

Aiden plopped onto the bed next to her and kissed her temple before wiping her hair from her face. “Feel better, beautiful?”

Her guts lurched like that time she had the flu in middle school. She’d throw up if she even looked at food.

But she rolled over and glanced around the room. Four suitcases she didn’t recognize lined the wall. Two were open—one with what looked like Aiden’s clothes and another full of stuff that appeared to be for her.

“You bought me clothes?” She sat up. Her head throbbed and every line and surface of the room gleamed too brightly. “I feel like shit.”

Aiden pulled a big digital thermometer out of a plastic bag. The sack crinkled too loudly and Daisy groaned, fighting the desire to push her fingers into her ears.

Aiden fiddled with the thermometer. “Let me check your temp. I’m wondering if you caught something, being out in the storm like that, when you crashed your car.”

She rotated her head and presented her ear. The thermometer screeched a beep at her eardrum and Aiden pulled it away, looking at the number.

He held it up. “No fever. That’s good.” He kissed her cheek. “Can’t have you driving if your temp’s a hundred and two.”

“I feel like I passed out.” Daisy rubbed her forehead. Every muscle in her head pulsed tight and rock hard. “Or I have a hangover.”

Aiden frowned. “I don’t know what to tell you, beautiful.” Gently, he stroked her arm. “We were… kissing…” He smirked and pulled his hand away so he could rub the back of his head. “And you said you didn’t feel well. The next thing I knew, you were asleep. So I got off my poor baby boy backside and took care of you.” He smirked again.

“I don’t understand.” The last thing she remembered was getting him a cool washcloth. “You had a migraine.”

Aiden frowned. Or pouted. Daisy couldn’t tell.

“My headaches will not keep me from taking care of you,” he said.

“You don’t have to do that.” Slowly, she pushed her legs off the side of the bed. It seemed weird, too, that someone with a “migraine” could have gotten up and bought her clothes. Maybe his head hadn’t been that bad.

His bottom lip popped out before pulling in a definite pout. “I know. I want to. Finding you was the best thing that has ever happened to me.”

She wanted to ask how he knew for sure, but then remembered he was a Fate. And a future-seer. Something about his talisman, too.

She’d accidently found the world’s most perfect boyfriend. Gorgeous, smart, and attentive. And manifesting in the present some deep feelings for her that shouldn’t happen until the future.

Fates were confusing.

She sniffed again, looking for any telltale scent hints, but her nose refused to work. The room—and Aiden—all smelled flat.

“I think this… cold … stuffed up my nose.” Daisy rubbed her forehead again. Damned headache made her nauseated, too.

Aiden nodded knowingly as he handed her a bottle of water.

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