Dragon Flame by R.L. Wilson

Author:R.L. Wilson [Wilson, R. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: R.L.Wilson

Chapter Ten

Colton

The drive home is both pleasant and scary. I’m on a high from the best sex in the world. I don’t want to come down. It’s almost more fulfilling than flying the night skies in my authentic form.

It’s more than just the sex with Willow. Everything about her is perfect. The way she struts like she owns the concrete. Her furrowing eyebrows when she’s angry. The way her nipples get hard when she’s cold. She’s smart, sexy, the total package for me.

The fear of this relationship shattering into a thousand pieces is a heavy thought buried deep in my mind. Her past may come barreling forward. Or maybe my past. I’ll enjoy the ride for now. I’ll cross the bridge of destruction when it presents itself.

Our first encounter a few weeks ago was nothing special. You couldn’t have paid me to think I would drool over her. But she has me eating out the palms of her hand.

I park my car in the back lot of our compound. I notice a foreign car parked in my spot, which makes me curious about who’s here. It’s a shiny red convertible. Not a car anyone in my household would drive. I continue to the back door, entering the kitchen. The smile on my face quickly becomes a grimace. A brunette is sitting at my kitchen table alone. I notice the look of innocence on her face. She is certainly wealthy. She’s draped in jewelry. The car parked in my spot belongs to her.

“Hello,” I say politely.

“Hello,” she says, then looks away from me.

I was going to ask her name, but she didn’t offer it. I walk out of the kitchen, looking for my brothers. They can explain who this woman is. She isn’t the new housekeeper Mother has been searching for. By the look of her attire and her smooth skin, I’m sure she’s cleaned nothing in her life.

I walk up the stairs. Taking a glance in Myles room brings a chuckle. He isn’t there and his room is filled with clothes and other garbage. I call out, but there is nothing but silence.

I knock on my parents’ door. No one answers. Guess I’ll have to ask her who she is. I make my way down the stairs as my phone vibrates. I grab it from my pocket. A text from Willow. I had a great time with several heart emojis. I smile and my heart rate increases. Now I don’t care who this chick is, but she could be a crazy person. So I’ll ask.

I enter the kitchen then drop into a seat next to her. I notice her high heel shoes and long legs, but she looks quite young.

“Are you a friend of Myles?”

“No,” she says, her mask like face never moving. She is expressionless. Her green eyes and long lashes don’t even move.

“You can’t be a friend of Brayden.”

“No, I didn’t come to see Brayden either.” She has an accent. I’m not certain where she’s from, maybe England.

“I’m here because I was invited by Ms.

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