His Dangerous Ways: An Academy of Demon Hunters and Angels Reverse Harem Romance (Academy of the Supernatural Book 2) by May Dawson

Author:May Dawson [Dawson, May]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-12-30T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Four

Truby escorted me to a large bedroom. Tristan stood at the window, and he turned when he heard me, his face brightening with relief.

“Please stay here and don’t try to go anywhere,” Truby said. “We have so much to talk about tomorrow.”

“What happens if we do try to go somewhere?”

“You’ll find it difficult to open the door or window without blowing my house apart,” Truby said, “and that’s very poor manners, daughter.”

Tristan snorted. I glared at him. No matter what kind of situation we were in, apparently Tristan couldn’t resist implying my manners were less-than-stellar.

As soon as the door had closed, and then Truby’s footsteps had faded down the hallway, Tristan rushed to me. His cool demeanor dropped away as he closed the distance between us.

“Are you all right?”

I nodded. I was bone-tired, exhausted and wrung out emotionally from Truby’s memories, but he hadn’t hurt me. “We have to assume he’s listening to us. Or even watching us.”

Tristan nodded.

I stared up into his handsome, worried face. Everything in me felt aching and tender. Liam’s death, even the loss of my mother—who I imagined for the first time as a freckled, laughing girl and not a blur of maternal affection—felt new.

“I’m not entirely sure how to deal with all this,” I said, my voice coming out steady. “I would like to...forget for a little while.”

“Some of Truby’s men brought in dinner.” Tristan indicated a table in the corner, but his gaze never left mine.

“I don’t think that’s what I want.” The memory of the heat between us on the dance floor caused my thighs to tighten all over again. As I remembered the feel of Tristan’s muscled thigh between mine, an ache pooled low in my belly, as if I longed to have him there again.

He studied my face.

“Is it strange?” I asked uncertainly. I waved generally, indicating the room. “In here.”

We couldn’t speak openly. But I didn’t care who saw me kiss Tristan.

“No,” he said. “The situation is strange. Your reactions to this...strangeness...seem normal enough.”

“You wouldn’t really have anything to compare it to.”

A familiar smile tilted the corners of his mouth. “Are you trying to argue me into thinking that you’re a weirdo?”

“Maybe.” I couldn’t resist an answering smile. “Maybe I think you’re a weirdo, and I want you to know we’re kindred spirits.”

“Rude.” His fingers brushed over my cheekbone, then slipped a wayward strand of hair back behind my ear. His gaze lingered on my hair, and I wondered if he was unsettled by Truby’s magic.

Then he said, “I’m glad you’re back to your usual color.”

“Oh?”

“I like it.” He tugged playfully on a few strands.

Then he wrapped his hand in my hair and gently pulled my head back. I gasped in surprise at the feel of his hand in my hair, before his lips met mine.

Tristan kissed me with a wild, fierce edge. I wasn’t sure what was going on in his head, and we couldn’t talk about it. But I liked the way he kissed me.

The two of us stumbled back and forth across the room, trading kisses.

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