Eye of the Storm (The Storm Series) by Stratton M

Author:Stratton, M. [Stratton, M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: M. Stratton
Published: 2014-02-18T00:00:00+00:00

– CHAPTER TEN –

Evie stood at the door to the study and watched Anthony staring down at the fire. The pain she felt for his loss was almost unbearable. If something like that had happened to her she knew how it would affect her. It had been a few, long hours while the police talked to everyone about Jeremy being there and the letter he’d left.

“Don’t just stand there, come on in.” He didn’t turn to look away from the fire when she entered the room.

“I wasn’t sure if you wanted to be alone.”

“I’ve been alone for so long it seems. Would you like a drink?”

“Sure.” Maybe getting drunk would be a good idea. Maybe they could forget about everything for a little bit.

Watching him walk to the bar to pour her a drink, she could tell by the tension in his body he was wound tight and seriously pissed off. He poured them both a drink, tipped his glass to her and they knocked it back. Slamming the glass back onto the bar, Evie enjoyed the warmth seeping through her from the inside out.

“Come, let’s sit by the fire.” He grabbed the bottle and their glasses. He was quiet for a while as they stared into the flames.

“You know, I really had great parents. They were always there for me. Always encouraging me to try new things. I traveled the world with them as I was growing up. Later I traveled it on my own, but I always knew where home was; where they were.”

“How was it growing up in different countries?”

He shrugged. “It’s all I knew. I thought it was pretty great. The younger I was, the more I was confused by the different cultures. I was always getting things confused, or trying to explain to the other children what I was talking about.”

“So you spent most of your time in the U. S. and UK right?”

“During the school years, yes. But when I was on holiday, we were all over the place. That is how I was able to learn so many languages.”

The thought of him talking to her in a language she knew nothing about was a turn on. “How many do you know?”

“Five fluently, a couple of others enough to get by.”

“Wow. That is so cool.”

He chuckled at her. “Yes, it’s the norm outside of the States to know more than one language.”

“My upbringing was a little different. My parents loved to travel, but without children along. They made sure that they stayed near my grandparents so that Jackson and I had someone to watch us. That’s where Jackson gets his wanderlust from. He’s never been able to stay in one place for too long before moving on again.”

“It must have been lonely for you. Did your parents love you at all?”

“Yes, they did, I didn’t mean to give you that impression. They did, they just liked to travel more. When they were home it was all about us, but then they’d have to leave again.

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