Swept Through Time - Time Travel Romance Box Set by unknow

Author:unknow
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: medieval time travel romance, historical romance anthologies, viking hot romance, love regency romance, boxed set, time travel romance, ancient multiple authors, frog prince, fairy tale romance, witch evil fae
Publisher: Tamara Gill BS
Published: 2015-01-31T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

“Have a nice visit?”

For the second time that night, Lucy jumped. “Wolfe. Geez. Why are you sitting in the dark?”

“It’s hardly dark. Can you not see the firelight?”

“I suppose.” But with him lounging on the sofa in just those damned pajama bottoms, the whisker-stubbled angles of his face accentuated by the fire’s glow, she could almost believe they’d been transported back to his time. Back to when if he’d tried, he might have made positive changes in his life, then this whole frog thing wouldn’t even be an issue. “But it’s not civilized.”

“Were you not the one who earlier pronounced me nothing better than a lowly frog? As such, I should think it appropriate for me to behave wholly uncivilized.”

Ignoring him, Lucy crossed the living room to turn on a lamp. Sadly, the incandescent pool didn’t steal near as much of his magnetism as she’d have liked.

Yes, Wolfe, with his battle scars, long dark hair and fierce expressions was the very embodiment of uncivilized. But now that William had declared his intentions, she somehow felt better fortified against the prince’s wily charms.

Again, she reminded herself that none of what he portrayed was real, but a carefully calculated act designed not to make her happy, as William’s sweatshirt-and-burger night had, but to make her declare her love. And not because he loved her, but because he wanted to save his own behind!

“I have grown weary of your circular logic.” Raking his fingers through his hair, the prince sighed. On his feet, heading toward the stairs, he said, “I bid you good night.”

“Just like that? You’re leaving me, and going to bed?”

“Just like that.”

***

“Dad, hi! It’s me, Lucy.” Thursday afternoon on her lunch hour, she’d finally tracked him down in Mongolia. Her cell combined with his satellite phone made for a connection crackling with static.

“You in trouble, hon? Strapped for cash?”

“Nope. Just, um, needing a small favor.” She wrapped the drawstring from her dress’s collar round her pinkie, squeezing until the tip of her finger turned red.

“A favor, huh? And it doesn’t involve cash?” He laughed.

Swallowing an irritated sigh, Lucy said, “I’ve made an exciting discovery. A new frog. I can’t wait for you to see him, Dad. He’s a real beauty.” Especially in his current form.

“Luce, please don’t tell me you’re back to that? I thought we’d been over this. You haven't quit your job, have you? I pulled quite a few strings to—”

“No. That’s the best part. I found my new species on the castle lane.” Eyes squeezed shut, picturing the unique-to-all-the-world amphibian she’d soon have, she described Wolfe in his frog form. His blazing purple and black diamond ventral. The deep-set, dark-lashed eyes.

The great Slate Gordon laughed again. “Eyelashes? Isn’t that a tad over the edge of responsible science, even for you?”

“Dad, please, I’m serious. Believe me, I know how nuts this must sound, which is why I’m calling. I need you to get me on the speaker’s list at the World Biological Conference.”

“No.”

“Please, Dad.”

“Absolutely out of the question.

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