Born Into Fire by KyAnn Waters & Tarah Scott

Author:KyAnn Waters & Tarah Scott [Waters, KyAnn]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Erotic Romance
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press, Inc.
Published: 2012-12-22T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

The soft chime of the doorbell jarred Kenna from the turkey sandwich she’d been staring at for the last half hour. She jerked her gaze to the Copper Harbor wall clock hanging over the kitchen bay window: five-thirty. She wasn’t expecting anyone. Her stomach twisted. She hadn’t been expecting anyone when Erion blew into her room—her bed—in the early hours of the morning either. Or Aiden with his demented machinations. Erion left her, and Aiden was dead. Neither would be standing outside her front door, and—Kenna swallowed against a dry throat—Erion had proven he wouldn’t bother knocking.

This newest surprise visitor was probably Mrs. Patrick come to check on her after the break-in. A quiver radiated through Kenna. She couldn’t chance seeing anyone. Mrs. Patrick had commented on the copper streaks that stood out against Kenna’s natural auburn color. Someone else, someone more intuitive, more observant, someone who knew her, would know the difference went beyond the new hair color. The doorbell rang again.

Kenna jumped. She shoved the chair back, rose, and took three steps to the window. She inched open the curtain and scanned the driveway and curb in front. Only her gray sedan sat in the driveway. Dammit, anyone standing at the front door wasn’t visible from the window. Had to be Mrs. Patrick. She would go away.

Kenna returned to the table and eased into the seat. She had to cancel the show at Michael Laird’s gallery. Her chest tightened. Once word spread of the cancellation, no other gallery would take a chance on a diva who had bowed out of her first show. Her career was over.

But Erion had a career. Surely she could live a normal life like he did? Damn him. For all she knew, he’d spent the last thousand years learning how to be normal. Still, was it possible she could live as she had before? She imagined Michael’s gallery in flames, dozens of people trapped inside while she consumed the building and them with her flames.

A sob broke through the morbid vision, and she dropped her head onto her folded forearms and gave in to tears. A tap on the window snapped her head up. Kenna gasped. Marshall stared at her through the paned glass of the back door’s upper half. What the—what was he doing here?

“Kenna?” His deep voice penetrated the glass.

She stared, unable to move. She couldn’t open the door, couldn’t talk to this man who knew her better than anyone—except Jared. Her heart beat faster. She hadn’t considered how many people her situation was going to affect. How would she hide from her brother what had happened?

“Kenna, what’s wrong?” Marshall demanded.

The knob turned. She leaped to her feet, then froze when the door opened and he filled the doorway, tall, dark, and ruggedly handsome. Just as she remembered. At forty-five years old, he was as fit as most men her age, his broad shoulders and angled features mature, dark eyes penetrating…knowing. He’d been the father she lost at fourteen, taking

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