Healing the Dragon (Dragon Ruins Book 4) by Rinelle Grey

Author:Rinelle Grey [Grey, Rinelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Published: 2015-12-20T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Karla tried, unsuccessfully, to pull the edges of her blouse together. Damn Taurian hadn’t left a single button intact. How was she going to explain this to her dad? Anyone with half a brain would know exactly what had happened to the buttons, no matter how good an excuse she came up with.

He obviously just didn’t think. Or else he’d had something else on his mind at the time.

Her face flushed at the thought. She certainly hadn’t considered the ramifications until after the fact. At the time, his impatience had just seemed incredibly sexy.

Now, not so much.

“Karla? Are you out there?”

Great. Her dad had already become worried and come looking for them. “I’m fine,” Karla called back. “Go distract him while I make myself decent,” she hissed to Taurian.

His golden eyes stared at her, his eyes roaming her body appreciatively. “I think you’re pretty decent already.”

Karla bit back a giggle and did her best to glare at him. “Go,” she ordered.

After one last, lingering look, Taurian turned and strode out of the shed.

“Karla is just checking that the vehicles are secure. Can you help me scout around the front?” Taurian’s voice grew more distant and Karla took a deep breath.

She stared around the cab of the ute. How was she ever going to disguise the damage done to her clothes? There was nothing here that could cover her suitably. Even if she had been able to come up with a suitable reason for a change of clothes.

Jumping out, she checked the tray, but that was empty too. Bruce had taken anything that could possibly be of use inside. Next to the ute was Lisa’s little red car. Her dad must have used it to get here earlier. Karla tested the door, relieved when it opened.

Luckily, Lisa was a bit of a packrat. The back seat was littered with fast food packets, empty water bottles, shopping dockets, and half a dozen discarded clothes. Score.

Karla sorted through them quickly. None were what she would have chosen and most were of dubious cleanliness, but beggars couldn’t be choosers. She held up a blue t-shirt with what she hoped was a tomato sauce stain and a singlet top covered in fluff. What a wealth of choices.

“Shouldn’t we get Karla and head back inside?” Her father’s voice floated on the air. They were getting closer.

She stared at both tops, unsure what to choose.

“I’m sure she will catch up to us on the way back to the house,” Taurian’s voice was louder, trying to warn her perhaps.

“But she said it wasn’t safe to be out here, and she was right. That dragon could be anywhere.”

Karla gave a smile. That would teach her to make up an excuse that left her dad feeling worried. She dropped both tops onto the pile she’d pulled out of the back of the car, tucked the sides of her shirt over each other, then scooped the entire pile of clothes up against her chest, covering the missing buttons.

“Karla is more than capable of looking…” Taurian broke off his argument as Karla emerged from the shed.

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