Concealed by J Risk

Author:J Risk
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: magic, witches, soulmates, na paranormal romance, j risk, solrelm series, realms books
Publisher: Exordium Books FRP

Chapter Thirty-Four

Idiot. You would think at his age, making fumbling mistakes wouldn’t happen. That was not the case. Bastian was right back to his teen years of thinking his cheeky grin was going to get him anything he wanted.

Nova came back out with a broom and dustpan in her hand. Her face was flushed. He wasn’t naïve enough to think it was in a good way. He’d startled her and likely broken some sacred covenant by invading this space. He jolted and held out his hand, “let me, please.” She reluctantly released her grip on the broom. “I’m told my social etiquette is lacking,” he started to clean up the shards from the cups. “I do things impulsively without considering the consequences,” he was actually quoting his mother. She hadn’t moved and was now hugging her own waist, “like my intruding on your space down here,” he paused to look around. Just the small area he could see told him this was a treasured space, decorated over a long period of time by the keepers that lived safely within its walls. “It was a puzzle of sorts, for me to figure out. Why would you pretend that up there was your home?” He stopped and held her look, “but now I know it is your home, just not the part you revealed to me.” Spotting the dustpan, he stepped closer to get it. He couldn’t even remember when he’d last wielded a broom. Squatting down, he started to pick up the larger pieces, “there’s a very good reason, Nova,” he looked up to see she was finally seeing him again, “for my need to know that you are safe.” She blinked and then took the broom out of his hand and started to sweep the debris into the dustpan he held. “I’ll finish explaining after we clean this up.”

Standing up, he looked at the broken shards in the faded plastic bin, the date stamp on the bottom had him glance at her again, “you drink tea from antique china cups? So much for popping to a store to buy replacements.”

Taking the dustpan from his hand, she walked by him and went through the door.

Blowing out a breath, he looked around. Tor would have been greatly entertained by this blunder. He turned to follow her when she came back out and walked right past him. He followed slowly as she went back toward the ladder he’d come down. Was he about to be banished from this place? Standing behind her, he watched her pull a level and then punch a code into the panel beside the ladder.

Turning, she paused and looked at him. “No one has been down here since it was built.” She moved quickly by him again.

He watched her go down a hall to the left. Bastian paused in the sitting room and looked around. He recognized furniture from the early nineteen hundred. The carpet, if you could call it that was even older. Ornaments were neatly organized throughout the room and were more popular items from more recent decades.

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