The Breaking Light (Split City Book 1) by Heather Hansen

Author:Heather Hansen [Hansen, Heather]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781503942684
Publisher: Skyscape
Published: 2017-03-31T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Dade shifted from side to side, frustrated to be standing still so long. His legs had gone numb, and he really needed to use the restroom, his escape hampered by the bolt of white silk draped over his body that would become his bridal tunic. The back room piped in an excessive amount of heat for customers’ comfort. Only instead, it produced a sweltering atmosphere that was nearly unbearable, leaving Dade feeling bored, hot, and irritable. Not a good combination.

Plus, it didn’t make him any happier that the wedding plans were continuing, regardless of how he felt. He should have figured a way out of this mess by now. That he hadn’t yet done so had him focusing more on maintaining his temper and not snapping at innocent people than on using the time to work out his problems.

“Please, sir,” the clothier said around the pins jutting from his mouth. “You need to stay still.” He twitched the fabric at Dade’s feet, readjusting the hemline for the tenth time in as many minutes.

There was a disturbance in the shop beyond the thick draping. He couldn’t hear what the voices said, only that they were loud and animated. Then Clarissa breezed into the back room. Several shopping bags draped her arms, and a few more were woven through her fingers. Her hair had been slicked into a faux hawk, displaying glittering gems at her ears and throat.

“Good morning, gentlemen,” she said, offering a gorgeous smile.

Speak of the devil. Dade didn’t know if he should be pleased or irritated at her interruption. With her here, it would take much longer to get this appointment finished, but at least she could keep his mind off how uncomfortable he was. And he did need to speak with her.

“Miss, you’re not allowed back here,” the clothier said. “This is a gentlemen’s shop.”

“Nonsense. There’s nothing here I haven’t seen before. Do go on.” Clarissa made a little “continue” wave at him before she dropped off her bags in the seating area next to where Dade stood. Then she fell back onto the chaise with a dramatic, overly exhausted flourish.

The tailor looked extremely put out. He huffed and grumbled, and in doing so, spat out the pins from his mouth. Dade shifted to avoid them falling on his toes.

“It’s fine,” Dade told him. “She’ll leave in a moment.”

That seemed to make the clothier more disgruntled. Dade knew that it was difficult for someone to understand who wasn’t used to hurricane Clarissa. That she’d shown up, when he hadn’t been able to get ahold of her for several days, didn’t sit well with Dade either. Combined with her current theatrics, he was suspicious of why she had cornered him publicly.

Dade frowned into the mirror, adjusting the various parts of his tunic, and asked her, “Do you answer your pings?”

She raised a perfectly manicured, overlined eyebrow. “I’m here now, darling, and it’s nice to know you missed me.”

Dade focused back on his tunic, wanting to take the whole thing off and call it a day.

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