For the Gods' Sake (Tempt the Gods Book 3) by Rory L. Scott

Author:Rory L. Scott [Scott, Rory L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-01-04T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

Reyna

I wanted to shop. To look at clothes and get out of my mind. I nodded politely at the shop owner as I stepped inside one of the stores in the art district, surrounded by galleries and museums fueled by Apollo’s power.

The owner looked startled for a second when he saw me, but then nodded politely, leaving me to my silent browsing. I just needed to distract myself from the war my body was raging on itself.

My mind was on the shore of numbness, wading through ankle deep, frigid water. My heart and stomach were having a fucking field day, spinning and flipping at the mere thought of Adrian before landing into a flourish that had real feelings written all over it.

While I could distract my heart and stomach, my mind needed attention. On days where the numbness crept back in, I either needed to take the day off or keep moving.

Today, I needed to move.

I was planning on staying home initially, enough that I’d given most of my security the day off, save for the new guy pulled from Leonardo’s team—Antonio. I nodded at him while he took post near the door.

Maybe I should have called the rest when I changed course with my day, but I didn’t want to disturb them.

My head just felt too foggy.

I hadn't heard from Adrian the night prior, but I was expecting him.

Lord Jupiter Loses Control: Ex Punched with a Sickening Crunch!

The morning's paper was a doozy, the stories of Adrian's skirmish with Damon on damn near every page.

And my traitorous little heart wanted to talk about it with him, to laugh over the photo of him standing over Damon and of us running away together.

I was starting to believe that Adrian was feeling something under that rock hard chest of his, something more than just his normal swath of bland emotion that he expressed when required. But a little trickle of doubt was telling me I was stupid for thinking him capable of it.

Which was then replaced by the memory of the potent emotion I'd seen in his eyes myself.

Which was consequently replaced by another trickle of doubt that tried to convince me that Adrian was still the same man from the balcony.

I was someone who strongly believed you needed to believe people when they told you what they wanted. And Adrian had said that he didn’t have the capacity to enter a real relationship. That he’d only marry because it made him look good.

But then again, I was good at reading people. And I’d witnessed him capable of more. More when it came to me, to us. But maybe it was just wishful thinking.

Blinking rapidly to clear the fog in my eyes and stop the internal battle, I focused back on the rack of clothing in front of me. Bright colors and soft fabrics that suited my style perfectly. I ran my hands over the clothes, feeling for textures that caught my attention.

I pulled a couple pieces, including one grayish-purple sweater that would normally be far too dull for my taste but elicited a warm wash of comfort.

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