Frozen: A dragon shifter story (Alice Novella Serial Book 3) by Maria Dean

Author:Maria Dean [Dean, Maria]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-11-17T16:00:00+00:00

Two things of note happened on the drive over to the Merriam Park library. Through a series of complicated maneuvers, to the tune of The Chain by Fleetwood Mac, the Lionheart employees learned Astrid was a very defensive driver.

"Driving makes me super anxious," she explained while she waited for a green light. "I don't think humans should have as much power as we do in these metal death traps."

"Fair point, but you also totally could've turned there," Winston griped from the back seat.

"Shut up, Winston."

The second was Christian asking Astrid out on a date. He called her while she was on the interstate, freaking her out enough to make her take an exit and pull over. "This isn't a great time," she said as she watched her friends enter a restaurant.

Tom and the others got out to give her space. She'd driven them to a more exciting part Nicollet Avenue, complete with a variety of food vendors and a donut shop that sold macaroni and cheese donuts.

"Sorry, Astrid, I just got really excited." Christian's chipper voice slipped into a more apologetic tone. "I was cooking a pizza, and I thought, hey, maybe Astrid would want to come over and hang out. Then I remembered you're the kind of pineapples on a pizza person, and I happened to have some pineapples in the fridge, so I figured I'd call you. Sorry, I can go if this is a bad time."

The fact he'd thought of her was one thing. The fact he was willing to sacrifice his anti-pineapple stance was a completely different level of sweet. Astrid blushed, glad her coworkers had left the car. "Actually, that sounds great. I might not be free for another hour, though. Is that fine?"

"Of course, I still need to let the pizza dough rise," he replied.

God, do all the Russo brothers cook? If Giovanni cooked like his brothers, the inevitable choice between the three was going to be harder than Astrid thought. "Send me your address and I'll be over as soon as I can," she said.

There was a muffled noise on the other end, something Astrid could only imagine was Christian cheering. "Right, got it." She could feel his warm smile from the other end of the phone. "I promise it'll be worth your time."

A text came in with his address. "Cool. I'll see you later, then." She hung up just as her coworkers returned to the car. "Did you get takeout?"

Tom held up a donut box. "Winston just spent $50 on donuts. Please eat some of these."

Astrid glanced between his box and the one Winston gripped greedily in the back. "We're all adults here, right? Like, we all pay taxes and rent and make legitimate, legal decisions."

"Astrid, I've seen how much you spend on vintage blazers on Etsy. Don't fucking start with me." Winston then stuffed his mouth with a donut.

It was hard to take his insult when his face was covered in chocolate, but Astrid stayed quiet anyway. "X better like donuts," she said as she drove them back onto the interstate.

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