Charming (Exiled Book 3) by Victoria Danann

Author:Victoria Danann [Danann, Victoria]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: dba 7th House, Imprint of Andromeda LLC
Published: 2016-08-31T22:00:00+00:00

She replayed the dinner conversation on her drive back up the mountain over and over, trying to decide what she would and, more importantly, wouldn’t tell Crave. There was no point in both of them being worried out of their minds.

CHAPTER SIX

Ana didn’t see Charming again after he left with the messengers bringing more bad news. She set a wind-up alarm and went to bed early knowing that three-fifteen was going to feel like she hadn’t been to bed at all. The more that she tried to will herself to sleep, the more sleep eluded her. Finally, shortly after midnight, she decided to get up for a drink of water.

She padded down the hallway barefoot. The door to Charming’s bedroom was ajar, but the room was dark. At the kitchen threshold she started to reach for the light switch, but saw that the balcony door was standing open. Charming was sitting on the balcony, facing the view of the city. Just staring.

The lights of Farsuitwail had been restored for necessity and not for show. There were enough twinkling lights below to make the view captivating, but not so many that they obscured the dark of the night sky and the stars beyond.

She lingered there for a minute or two before deciding she should go back to bed without disturbing him. But when she turned to leave, he said, “I know you’re there, Ana.”

She turned and crossed the kitchen to the balcony. “What amazing ears you have.”

He shrugged. “Everything’s relative. Compared to canines we’re practically deaf.”

“It’s pretty out here in the middle of the night.”

“Yeah, it is,” he said. “More importantly, it’s quiet and no one’s going to show up wanting something.”

“I’m sorry. I was just going to go back to bed and not bother you…”

“No. I didn’t mean you.” He looked over his shoulder. “Come sit.” He patted the arm of the chair next to him. “You anxious about work tomorrow?”

She laughed quietly. “Maybe. Who would have thought I’d be excited about cookies?”

“Well,” he took a drink of whatever was in the glass he was holding, trying not to notice Ana’s scent as she brushed past him to sit, “cookies are really, really, really good.”

“They are unless the ingredients are botched or they’re burned to a crisp. If it turns out okay, I’ll bring you some. You can be my test subject. What’s your favorite kind?”

“Oatmeal raisin,” he said without hesitation.

“Oatmeal raisin it is then.” She crossed her fingers in the air. “Fingers crossed.”

“Is that a superstition? Finger crossing?”

“Yeah. For luck.”

“Don’t worry, Ana. You’re not going to need luck. I have a feeling you’ll make a success of whatever you want to do.”

She wanted to ask him to elaborate on why he thought that. She didn’t think she’d given him any particular reason to believe she could be a success at anything other than sleeping late and sitting in the park. But she decided, at that moment in the still of the night, that his was the greater need.

“What happened today? Do you want to talk about it? Can you talk about it?”

He let out a big sigh.

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