Dragon Next Door: Forgotten Dragons Book 1 by Bolryder Terry

Author:Bolryder, Terry
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-09-17T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Kelsie was ready to take a lunch break by the time Tristan came back to the gallery.

He looked a little more nervous than when she’d seen him earlier, and she wondered how his talk with Xander had gone.

“Sorry,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck. “I had to take care of some things after talking with my brother. How are you doing in here?”

“Great,” she said eagerly. “I got so caught up in the art that the time went by quickly. How are you feeling?” She walked up to him and couldn’t resist putting a hand up to his forehead to check his temperature. He looked just a little bit off.

His skin was warm and she felt that familiar electric tingle when she touched him, but he didn’t feel too hot.

“Sorry,” she said. “Habit when someone looks sick.”

“I look sick?”

She glanced over him, his mussed hair, high cheekbones, broad shoulders. Handsome and slightly confused face. “No, you look perfect.”

“Ah. Thanks.” His expression relaxed, and he led the way back to the kitchen where sandwiches were already laid out.

She sat down at the counter, and he pushed one over to her. “Damn, a man who can cook is the best.”

“Really?”

She nodded. “I wish I was a better cook. I should work on it.”

He laughed as he sat down in front of his own sandwich. “I could teach you some things if you want.”

She shook her head, taking a bite of her sandwich. Then she let out a moan. “Damn, that’s good.”

He straightened, looking clearly pleased as he ate his sandwich as well.

“And as for teaching me, you’re already doing enough. Showing me Astray’s work, taking me around—”

“What do you like so much about him? His work, I mean.”

She thought for a moment. “I don’t know. I mean, everyone likes his work, but I just really connected with it from the first time I saw it. It just felt like it was for me.”

He took a bite of his sandwich. “Interesting.”

“I know it sounds silly,” she said. “And you’re right. Maybe other people feel the same. But it calls to my heart. It’s so wistful.”

“Wistful,” Tristan said. “That’s a good word for it.”

“I like other art as well. I’m just… It feels like fate, doesn’t it? That he came to my city. That I found his work before others did. Other than you, I mean.”

Tristan nodded. “I got lucky.”

“Yeah,” she said. “So are we going to see another one today?”

“Yes. I thought so.”

“Good,” she said, taking another bite. “I can’t wait. It’s almost too much excitement at once.”

“I hope not,” he said. “I wouldn’t want you to faint again.”

“I didn’t faint that day,” she said. “And I didn’t even get to see Astray’s art. I just fell and hit my head like an idiot. Speaking of which, how did you get there so fast?”

“I was just grocery shopping. You know, since mine got ruined.”

“Right,” she said, flushing. “That was my bad. I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine,” he said, waving a hand. “Groceries are replaceable.

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