Demons by Ednah Walters

Author:Ednah Walters [Walters, Ednah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: BluA
Publisher: Firetrail Publishing
Published: 2015-12-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 12. NOT MY TYPE

EIRIK

A curse filled the room and I looked up. Celestia.

“Dimples? You’re back?” My excitement died when I saw her expression. She was furious.

“I didn’t leave,” she whispered and stared at me with unseeing eyes.

“What happened?”

“I’d like to scream now,” she said, speaking so calmly it was spooky.

“Okay.” I remembered I was only in my jockstrap and grabbed the nearest towel. It was wet and cold, but I didn’t care. I couldn’t control the way my body responded to her, and she didn’t need to know that.

She marched to the bed, grabbed a pillow, and buried her face in it. Muffled sounds came as she screamed and screamed. Concern for her chased everything from my head. I hated seeing her like this.

Was her magic weakening? Was that why she couldn’t leave?

She looked up and our eyes met. The anger was gone, and in its place was hopelessness. My chest hurt as though she’d reached out, grabbed my heart, and squeezed it. The instinct to hold her and comfort her took over.

I extended my arms. “Come here.”

“No.” She shook her head, locks of her hair covering her face. She tucked a lock behind her ear, and there was a noticeable tremor on that hand.

My concern increased. If I pushed for answers, she’d only grow more agitated, so I decided to do the unexpected.

“You know you want one of my hugs, Dimples,” I said and took a step toward her, arms stretched. “How can you possibly resist all this? I’m shirtless.”

Her jaw dropped. Then she snapped it closed and glared. “Douche.”

I moved closer. “Oh come on, you know you’re dying for some of this.”

“If you touch me, I will knee you so hard you won’t walk for a week.”

She wouldn’t dare. She lifted her chin, a gleam in her blue eyes. Okay, maybe she would.

“I’ll chance it.”

She moved back and I followed. She raised the pillow clenched in her hand. “One more step and I will hurt you, Eirik.”

“Really? A pillow fight. That’s the best a powerful Witch like you can come up with?”

Her chin trembled. “Some powerful Witch. Soul-napped and trapped in this desolate realm.”

“Soul-napped?”

“Yeah, so I can help you. As if I haven’t already done enough.”

She wasn’t making sense. “Help me with what?”

“How the hell do I know?” Her voice rose and her eyes grew brighter as though she was fighting tears. The next second, she started to frown, her eyes going to my towel as though she’d finally noticed it. Pink tinged her cheeks. “Why are you prancing around in a towel?”

I hadn’t expected an audience. Instead of stating the obvious, I planted my hands on my hips and cocked my eyebrow. “What? Can’t handle this?”

She blinked as though surprised by my response, then she chuckled derisively. “Oh, please.”

“Then wipe the drool off your face.”

The pink on her cheeks spread. “I don’t drool and definitely not over you, Eirik Baldurson.”

“Could have fooled me. My body is off limits, so get your mind out of the gutter and tell me what happened.

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