Kiss of the Goblin Prince by Husk Shona

Author:Husk, Shona [Husk, Shona]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Sourcebooks, Inc.
Published: 2012-05-01T07:00:00+00:00

Amanda watched Dai leave the room. It was easier to look at him than Roan and Eliza. They were so obviously in love. She could see the fire but never feel the heat. The love that she’d thought would warm her for a lifetime was now lukewarm ashes that did little to repel the cold. Until meeting Dai the embers’ glow had been enough.

He lingered in her thoughts. When he spoke, she watched his lips and wanted to be kissed by him, to feel his hands on her body drawing her close. Those fingers had worked magic on the fork—she cut the thought off, but her body finished it without words. The tightness in her belly had nothing to do with how much she’d eaten, and everything to do with the man who’d slipped outside.

“Come on, Brigit, I’ll pop in your DVD.”

Her daughter slid off her chair and skipped into the living room, magic fork in one hand and handbag swinging from the other. The pretty pink bag looked cute, but it was all that protected Brigit from a life-threatening asthma attack. She hoped the healer they were going to see next week would be able to help. She wasn’t naïve enough to think there was a cure, but she’d take even a lessening of severity. She’d take any improvement, anything to prove the doctor wrong. Brigit’s asthma wouldn’t kill her. She wouldn’t let it. Maybe if Dai could bend a fork, he could fix Brigit’s lungs.

“Which one did you pick, sweetie?”

“Cinderella.” Brigit took it out of her bag and handed it over. It was her favorite. Like all little girls she believed in fairies, princes, and magic.

A sad smile formed as Amanda got the disk going. Once upon a time so did she, but the clock struck midnight, and her prince had turned into a pumpkin. Brigit was her glass slipper. A beautiful, fragile reminder of the life she could’ve had. She kissed the top of her daughter’s head.

“No shoes on the sofa.” Cream-colored sofas and children didn’t mix, something Eliza would learn.

“Call me for cake.” Brigit kicked off her shoes and lay down.

“I will; you can even lead the song.” Because there was no way there was going to be cake without a song. Brigit would sing by herself if need be.

Brigit nodded. “But quietly because Dai has a headache.”

Amanda paused. Yeah. If only it were a headache, they were easier to fix than heartache and she’d seen the look in his eyes. One she saw too often in her own.

With Roan and Eliza laughing and cleaning up, she slipped outside. She almost convinced herself it was just to make sure he was all right until she saw him. A tall silhouette in the moonlight. His back was to her, head tilted to stare at the sky as if he looked for answers to questions she hadn’t asked. Her heart gave an extra beat and she knew she just wanted an excuse to be alone with him.

Her foot touched the grass with barely a whisper, and he turned.

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