Joy In Love (Daughters of Cupid Book 1) by Eliza Chambers

Author:Eliza Chambers [Chambers, Eliza]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Time Glider Books, LLC
Published: 2020-02-06T06:00:00+00:00

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Agatha danced in the kitchen, her feet gliding across the tiles while something cooked in the oven. She had a glass bowl of some kind of batter under her arm, and she hummed and danced as she stirred. Her happiness was like a fresh breath of country air, or maybe a bite of something sweet. Because it was the sweet I smelled. She had her hair all rolled up and twisted in a bun at the back of her head.

“There you are. I could have called Sierra if you needed help with your hair.”

I touched my hair. “I thought Sierra only came for special occasions.” Like when Damen wanted to dress me up and prance me around in front of Marisol. He hadn’t said a word about my hair at the winery; he must have liked it. I didn’t want to feel the tickle of delight that brought inside me, but I couldn’t help it.

Agatha set down her bowl and turned to reach the counter behind her. She held out a pair of pink crocheted slippers. “I made these for you. They’re not as nice as the boots he gave you yesterday, but they’ll be a better comfort on your feet for walking the grounds while you’re here.”

“Thank you.” My heart filled with gratitude. It swelled and warmed just under my skin at her thoughtfulness. I could only assume Agatha was the one who chose the pink room for me. Pink or not, I’d keep them forever. Or until Damen or Jace took them away from me. As if I’d allow that to happen. Maybe.

“Go on, try them on.”

I didn’t know what to say, so I tried them on. The yarns were super soft and thick, like a pair of winter socks but better. They had little white bows on the back of the heel, and I absolutely adored them.

I grinned from ear to ear, the effort stretching my cheeks. I didn’t need a mirror, for I was sure Agatha was reflecting my expression as her own. I felt I had made her happy. I lurched forward and gave her a hug. “Thank you. Grazie.”

In my head, Faith laughed and plotted how to get a hold of my slippers. Little did she know De Santis still had not returned her sandals to me. But I laughed out loud to ease the stress that thought brought me, and Agatha took it as my outward adoration of her gift.

I winced, feeling the tug on my heart as if it started to drift away, and the dark thread yanked it back in place. I put the heel of my hand over the spot, as Agatha released me. Her eyes seemed much older. They filled with kindness as she resumed her baking. She poured the batter into two round pans. Honey and sugar assaulted my nose and made my mouth water.

Agatha handed me the spoon as she finished. She placed her finger on her lips and shushed me. Like a kid, I licked the batter, and Agatha shook her head.

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