Camille by Tess Oliver

Author:Tess Oliver
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: werewolf romance, young adult, teen romance, paranormal romance, werewolf, gothic, victorian england
Publisher: Tess Oliver
Published: 2010-11-12T20:12:33+00:00

Chapter 14

Maggie had left a bowl of clotted cream on the counter. I pulled a loaf of bread from the larder. Strider and I sat by the fire drying out and spooning the cream onto hunks of bread. Now, in front of the coals, which just began to glow with heat, we were silent. But it seemed a good silence. No anger or tension, just two people alone with their thoughts and glad to be in each other’s company. At least I was happy to have his. I hoped he felt the same.

Dr. Bennett was holed up in his lab and had been there all day. The scribbled notes he’d left on the table were now covered with our crumbs. I swiped the bread away, and we stared down at the handwriting.

Strider pointed to the name, Von Mohl. “Who is this Vonmoll? Is he someone you know?”

“Hardly. He’s a German botanist. He’s written a great deal about protoplasm.”

Strider raised a dark eyebrow.

“He hypothesized that cells, those things you see through the microscope, divide to make new cells. He also theorized that the walls around a cell allow growth…” I stopped when I realized he was staring straight at me but not hearing anything I said. “Forgive me. I’m rambling.”

“You are like no other girl I’ve met,” he said.

“I don’t know whether to consider that a compliment or an insult.”

“You have to analyze everything, Camille. It’s a compliment. You are peculiar but in a very agreeable way.” He popped a chunk of bread into his mouth and looked at me warmly.

I fidgeted with the notes on the table. “The rain has stopped,” I blurted louder than needed considering the only other person in the room was sitting a tabletop away.

Strider rose and walked to the window. “Looks like it will be a clear sky tonight. We should sit on the front stoop and watch the stars.”

“I’d like that.” A small noise came from the lab. Curiosity gnawed at me, but I knew never to disturb Dr. Bennett when the door was closed. I hoped and prayed that he was making progress with his study but pessimism kept sneaking its ugly head into my thoughts. I moved to the comfort of the settee, and Strider sat next to me. I rested my head against his hard shoulder and through the comfort of the fire and his nearness, I dozed off.

Strider’s prediction came true. The navy blue sky was like rich satin and as the last bits of the Sun’s energy drifted away, the stars appeared. Taking its usual place amongst the glittering balls of light was the crescent moon, weak and dim, unable to produce its own light, instead having to steal what it could from the Sun.

Dr. Bennett strode purposefully out of the lab, picked up a chunk of bread, balanced a cup of tea on a saucer, and shoved a handful of notes under his arm. Then he returned to his lab and shut the door behind him. But in his brief escape from work, I’d seen his face.

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