Edge of Dawn by Lara Adrian

Author:Lara Adrian
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Delacorte Press
Published: 2013-02-26T05:00:00+00:00

15

THEY MADE LOVE AGAIN, SLOWLY, THEN TOOK TURNS WASHING each other under the warm spray of the shower.

A few minutes later, Mira was in Kellan’s quarters, getting dressed with him in a comfortable silence. She could almost imagine that they were a couple in truth, sharing this space as bonded mates. Sharing the bed as lovers, which shouldn’t have been as tempting to her, considering the number of times he’d just made her come.

Mira watched Kellan move as he put on fresh clothes, a black T-shirt that clung to his muscled chest and shoulders, short sleeves tight around his glyph-adorned biceps. His long, firm thighs disappeared into dark jeans that hugged his fine ass and rode at just the right level on his sharply cut hips.

He was gorgeous, and a few minutes ago she had tasted every divine inch of him. She allowed herself to savor that memory for a moment, standing near the foot of the bed in just her bra and panties.

It was so easy to feel normal around him. To feel whole. She wasn’t ready to give that up. She’d never be ready for that, no matter what her damned vision had shown him.

Kellan shot her an appraising glance over his shoulder as he buttoned the fly of his jeans. “Good as you look like that, you’d better put something on before I jump you again.” He lifted his chin, indicating his clothing trunk at her feet. “You’ll find more shirts in there. Take your pick.”

The black jeans she’d had on the day she and Jeremy Ackmeyer were brought to the rebel base were still in decent shape, a bit worse for wear, but doable. Her shirt had been toast, ripped up in the scuffle and ruined with blood and grime. Mira hunkered down on folded legs in front of Kellan’s clothing locker and sifted through the dozen or so Ts and jerseys stacked neatly inside.

Her hand bumped against something cold and metallic, tucked between a few of the articles. She pulled it out to see what it was. A hand mirror, elegant and feminine, the back of it fashioned of polished silver, inlaid with delicate black onyx cut into the shape of a gracefully arched bow bearing a nocked arrow—the Archer family emblem.

“It belonged to my grandmother,” Kellan said when Mira looked up at him in question.

“It’s stunning.” She ran her fingertip over the careful craftsmanship, admiring each flawless line. “How did you get this?”

When he disappeared years earlier, he’d taken nothing with him but the clothes on his back the night of the patrol that had gone so wrong.

Kellan strode over and gently took the mirror from her grasp. He turned it over in his hands, his mouth curving into a distant smile. “A couple years ago, I ran reconnaissance on a militia group I planned to shut down. They were dealing drugs and small arms out of Maine, north of Augusta. Realized when my intel gathering was over, I was only a few miles from my grandfather, Lazaro’s, old place up there.

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