Gypsy Freak (All The Pretty Monsters) by Cunning Kristy

Author:Cunning, Kristy [Cunning, Kristy]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, mobi
Published: 2019-01-03T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

ARION

The taste of Violet still dancing on my tongue, I take a seat behind my new desk for the first time since I’ve returned home.

“Shera doesn’t really know my taste in decor as well as I’d hoped she would,” I say as I look around, taking in my underwhelming office.

Isiah glares at the door when someone knocks.

“I’ve been trying to speak to you all day. You need to adjust the beta rankings on paper, because Shera was left in charge by the outdated documentation, regardless of your wishes for me to take control until your return.”

“I heard you did quite well, even without the adequate authority,” I state dismissively, peering into one of the drawers full of pencils. “Now why would I need a bunch of sharpened pencils?”

Shera walks in, shutting the door behind her when she grows tired of waiting for an invitation. “It was fun sharpening all of them, and that drawer looked empty.”

When I open the next drawer, I find it also full of sharpened pencils.

I give her a wry look.

She shrugs unapologetically. “It was empty too.”

“So you got me a desk full of pencils,” I say with a roll of my eyes.

“We have serious business to discuss,” Isiah says to me, leaning over the desk and far too close to me, his hands perched on the edges.

I hear Shera swallow seconds before Isiah makes a pained sound. I smirk as I pull back, leaving two pencils slammed into both centers of the backs of his hands. “Get blood on my desk, and I’ll shove a few more in other places,” I warn him. “I realize I’ve been gone a while, so let’s try to remember exactly who I am before proceeding here, Isiah. I’d hate for you to cease being one of my favorites.”

I smile at him as he carefully lifts his hands away from my new desk, and he leaves the pencils stuck in his hands as he lowers his eyes appropriately.

“You were right, Shera. I can use a lot of sharp, wooden pencils, and they are fun,” I say to her without looking away from Isiah. “This stuff is certainly sturdy stock. I’m impressed.”

Isiah tries to make fists, but I assume it must hurt too much since he stops…or he knows I’ll stab more pencils into any fists in my presence.

“Now, as to the beta issue, I think Shera has done wonderfully in my absence. I don’t really see the actual issue,” I say when I feel he’s been properly chastened.

Shera darts a worried look at Isiah, as he keeps his head lowered, nodding like he now agrees with me.

“I’m afraid this will have to be paused, though. I’m expecting to be found at any minute to have a conversation that is much overdue,” I go on.

Shera starts leading Isiah toward the door, but he stops and turns to face me as I lift a pencil to my lips, feeling the touch of the polished wood. The subtle cedar scent of it captures my attention.

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