Pixie Little Liar by Arden Steele

Author:Arden Steele [Steele, Arden]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: PECCAVI PRESS
Published: 2021-04-28T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

They had to park nearly a quarter of a mile from Cyrus’ apartment, but Emrys didn’t mind. It gave him a chance to see a small part of the Quarter, and he found himself awed by some of the sights. He spotted the tourists right away, of course, but there were also musicians, magicians, fortune tellers, and something Cyrus called “living statues.”

They passed a voodoo shop with a set of tarot cards in the window. A petite woman with the most gorgeous cinnamon complexion he’d ever seen offered him a cup of soup from the bed of her pickup. Apparently, it was a proven hangover remedy. He didn’t have a hangover—he rarely even drank—but he kind of wanted to try it, and he was more than a little disappointed when Cyrus nudged him to keep him walking.

Neon lights illuminated the streets, and jazz music could be heard from every corner. People packed together in front of bars, restaurants, and shops. The scent of grilled meat and Cajun spices lingered in the air, only slightly more potent than the smell of hot garbage and vomit.

He loved it.

“I can’t believe you actually live here,” he commented, using their telepathic link so he didn’t have to shout over the blare of trumpets. “This is so amazing.”

“You know,” Cyrus answered back as he leaned closer to press a kiss to Emrys’ temple, “you could live here, too. This could be your home.”

As much as he loved the idea, and ultimately, he’d follow his mate anywhere, a pang of sadness overwhelmed him at the thought of leaving Blackhaven Manor. The people he worked with weren’t just friends. They had become his family.

He glanced up at Cyrus as they passed under a neon sign depicting an inebriated oyster. His mate was his family, too, though, and he just couldn’t see him being happy in a quiet, unassuming town like Echo Falls.

“Can I think about it?”

If Cyrus was disappointed or upset, he didn’t show it. He smiled, linked his hand with Emrys’, and squeezed it gently. “Of course. We don’t have to decide anything right now. I think we have enough to be getting on with, don’t you?”

That was an understatement. He supposed he really shouldn’t worry about where he was going to live in a week or two when he might not even be alive by then.

“Here we are,” Cyrus said, stopping at a door just past the open-air bar. He pulled a key from his pocket and unlocked it, pushing Emrys across the threshold in front of him. “Up we go,” he added out loud, pointing to the rickety staircase to the right. “Don’t worry. They’re sturdier than they look.”

Emrys chuckled as he led the way, climbing the steps to the upper landing. With only one door in the small space, he didn’t have to ask where to go next. Standing to the side, he waited for his mate to unlock it as well, then followed him into the apartment.

“Oh, wow.”

It was bigger than he’d expected, with plenty of windows to let in sunlight during the day.

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