Restraint (The Revelation Series Book 2) by Randi Cooley Wilson

Author:Randi Cooley Wilson [Wilson, Randi Cooley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-07-23T00:00:00+00:00

13 Introductions

There’s a painfully bright light behind my eyelids and my face is warm, too warm. I groan and throw the furry blanket I’m under over my head, relieved for the darkness it provides. Just as I start to fall back to sleep, I hear a light rumbling from behind me. Curious, I throw the covers back off and open my eyes. Crap. I fell asleep in the sunken living room last night. The sunshine is pouring in from all three walls of glass. Ugh. I thought it rained in London all the time.

“Not a morning person, siren?” Asher’s deep voice penetrates my sleepy fog.

I growl. I throw the blanket off and stand, stretching. The smell of coffee forces me to turn around. Asher is standing there looking all bed headed and delicious. Damn him. He smirks knowingly.

Holding his mug out to me, he asks, “Coffee, sunshine?”

“Yes. Please,” I whine.

He chuckles, moving toward the kitchen. I follow him, not caring how my hair looks or that I haven’t brushed my teeth yet. I sit on a stool at the island and he places a cup in front of me.

I lift it to my lips and moan in pleasure. “Oh. My. God. Asher.” My eyes close. When they reopen, Asher is leaning against the counter, ankles crossed, coffee mug stopped right before his lips and an odd expression plastered on his face.

“What?” I ask, wiping my face, thinking I have sleep drool on it.

He swallows hard. “Um, I need to go. I mean, go shower. Yeah, shower.” With that, he scatters out of the kitchen, quickly. Okay.

After making myself some breakfast and cleaning up the dishes, I head toward the guestroom to shower and dress. As I enter the hallway, I notice Asher’s bedroom door is ajar. Inquisitiveness gets the best of me as my eyes shift to the open slit. I see Asher sitting at his desk wearing only jeans.

His bare chest glistens with drops of water from his shower. The tattoos stare back at me as if they want me to trace them with my tongue. I snap my eyes shut. Eve, focus! I walk quickly to my room and clean up with the coldest water I have ever used.

I throw on my jeans, knee-high boots and black cotton shirt, pulling my thumbs through the holes in the sleeves before putting on the necklace Asher gave me. He had my aunt design it for me at Christmas. It’s a sterling silver feather lying on its side. I brush out my long, light brown hair, throw on some make-up and my favorite gloss and meet up with Asher in the living room. He’s put on a white t-shirt with his jeans and motorcycle boots. Leather bands are secured on each wrist.

“Keegan would like us to go down to flat one. Some of the other clans are starting to trickle in and we need to be there to greet them,” he explains.

“Okay.” I chew the inside of my cheek. At my nervous habit, he stalks over to me and rubs my bottom lip with his thumb, stopping the addiction.

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