Charred Tears by Lizzy Ford

Author:Lizzy Ford
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Guerrilla Wordfare
Published: 2013-12-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Skylar didn’t know what shocked her more: that Chace genuinely meant to help her or that he’d done so without making a move on her. She stood in the bathroom, pensive and tired, not sure what to think about him or how hard he seemed to be trying not to be the ass he was.

Her skin quivered from where he’d touched her. He’d been beyond gentle when he worked her arm free of her t-shirt, for which she was grateful.

He’d stopped there. Was the desire he expressed during all their nights together also a lie? Why didn’t he want to touch her now?

Finally, she shook off her confusion and got into the shower. The hot water pelted her, and she groaned, hissing in pain when it hit the tender skin around her injured shoulder.

She stood in the shower, letting the water wash away the blood and grime from her day. It soothed her headache and the tension in her body, everything but her troubled feelings.

She didn’t have the strength to stay in the shower long. With a sigh, Skylar got out and dried off the best she could with one arm. She pulled on a terry robe provided by the hotel and glanced at her clothing.

I wish I was in a magic cabin or house, she thought ruefully.

She opened the door. Steam rolled into the hotel room. She looked around, eyes settling on the form near the patio.

“Mason?” she asked, surprised. “You’re okay!” She smiled to cover up the disappointment in her tone. She was angry to realize she’d hoped to find Chace there.

“Relatively,” Mason replied, facing her. One of his eyes was black, and his clothing was dusty and disheveled, as if he’d been in a fight. “Wow. Are you?” His gaze was on her bruised neck.

“Yeah, great. What happened? Where did you go?” she demanded. “I turned around and you were gone. I went back to Caleb’s …” she drifted off, not wanting not bring up what she’d found in the study. “I got attacked by a griffin, too.”

“Griffin,” he repeated with a frown. Mason folded his muscular arms across his chest.

Skylar’s instincts tingled. It wasn’t the warm nudge she got whenever Chace was around. It was something different. A warning.

I am not believing Chace over Mason!

“You sure you’re okay?” Mason asked, his gaze warm.

He’d been an awesome friend as long as she was able to remember. He’d supported her every step of the way down this new path, too, sharing his own experiences with her.

“More or less,” she said and sat with a sigh.

“I’ve got extra clothes,” he said and crossed the room. His movements were jerky as he pulled the extra clothing out of his gym bag. He held them out to her.

“Mason … you’re not telling me everything,” she said, accepting them. “I saw Caleb.”

He looked away.

“Did you do that?” she whispered. “You can tell me, Mason. If you got in a fight and things got bad …”

“We’ll talk about it,” he replied. “You want to change first?”

She nodded, almost sighing in relief.

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