Clash (Academy of Unpredictable Magic Book 6) by Sadie Moss

Author:Sadie Moss [Moss, Sadie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-09-04T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

As soon as Liam decides that we’re finished for the day, I go to find Roman. The grizzled necromancer brings Asher into the barn to talk with him about blocking Agustin and using his mind manipulation powers more effectively to keep the megalomaniac mage out of my head. Maddy and Justin are cuddling and being generally adorable out on the back porch, which overlooks a small vegetable garden. Cam and Dmitri are in the front yard, experimenting with a few offensive charms Liam had stored away.

Roman is upstairs in the loft, sitting in a large easy chair that faces away from the stairs. He’s leaning an elbow on one arm of the chair, forehead resting on the heel of his hand, and when I reach the top step, I see him rub his hand down his face in a tired gesture. His phone is sitting nearby, and I’m guessing he was just trying to contact Hardwick or someone. Liam doesn’t have a cell tower or anything here, and he’s blocked any attempts at surveillance coming in, so Roman probably had to do some real fancy magical footwork to get a cell signal out.

“Hey,” I say softly, so I don’t startle him as I approach.

Roman glances up as I come around the chair to face him and starts to get to his feet. “Hey, how’s—”

Before he can stand, I crawl onto his lap, straddling him as I wrap my arms around his neck and hug him tightly. He jerks slightly in surprise, but his arms go around me too, hugging me back.

“What’s up, Reckless? Is everything all right?”

I don’t even know how to say all that I’m feeling, so I don’t try to stumble my way through an explanation. I just kiss him.

His grip on me tightens, and he kisses me back. I can still feel the lingering confusion in him, the uncertainty about where this is coming from, but it doesn’t stop him from responding to my touch.

The masculine, leather and whiskey scent of him seems to saturate the air around us, filling my senses with Roman. I press myself closer to him, already feeling him harden against me as we both give in to the connection that flared between us the first time we ever met and has only grown stronger over time. A deep, bone deep, soul deep craving.

It was almost like my body knew, that night we met at The Den, that this man was perfect for me.

I’ve never really believed in fate or destiny. But I do believe in luck.

And I’m so goddamn lucky this man loves me.

His warm, firm lips move against mine, and when he dips his head to trail them over my neck, his stubble scratches the sensitive skin, making pleasurable goose bumps rise up. My fingers find his hair, threading through the soft, thick strands as I tilt my head, arching my back to offer up more of myself to his touch.

The loft has no door. It’s open to the living room below, connected to it by a staircase on one side of the room.

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