The Nephilim: An Urban Fantasy Romance (The Guardians Book 3) by Marion Elise

Author:Marion, Elise [Marion, Elise]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Marion Press
Published: 2017-02-20T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve: Ride

When Jack pulled the borrowed motorcycle to a stop in front of Elizabeth Monroe’s trailer, he found Addison and Alice seated on the porch in two worn lawn chairs. Removing the helmet Antoine had lent him, he sat straddling the bike, looking on in shock as the two leaned toward each other, laughing and murmuring like they’d been friends their entire lives. They held cups in their hands, and a lit cigarette dangled from between Alice’s fingers.

A smirk pulled at the corner of his mouth as he studied Addison. She was barefoot, her cheeks a bit flushed, and her newly-cut hair tousled by the soft breeze. The sensation of something squeezing his chest in a vise-like grip made it hard to breathe.

He’d never seen her like this. Despite all that had happened to her, recently and in the past, she looked happy. With all that was coming their way, it probably wouldn’t last, but he mentally promised her that he’d help stretch it for as long as possible.

Glancing up at him, Addison fell silent, then gave him a timid, almost shy, smile. That smile punched him straight in the gut as he finally forced his limbs into motion. Hooking the helmet over one of the bike’s handlebars, he threw one leg over the side of it and stood.

Alice put out her cigarette in the ashtray lying at her feet, then stood.

“What’d you have to do to get Antoine to let you ride one of his girls?” she asked, gesturing toward the bike.

A mechanic and restorer of old cars and bikes, Antoine owned three other motorcycles. It was no secret that he loved them all equally and would barely let anyone touch one, let alone ride them.

“I had to promise him my firstborn,” Jack quipped, pausing at the bottom of the stairs leading up to the wooden porch.

Alice chuckled, swaying on her feet a bit. “Sounds about right. Looks like my time on guard duty is up.”

He raised one eyebrow. “Is someone a little drunk?”

“She is,” Addison replied, rising to her feet and stretching. “I’m only slightly buzzed. Alice, maybe you should hang around until you’re sober enough to drive home.”

Alice lurched, throwing one hand up to brace herself against the side of the trailer before opening the screen door and disappearing inside. “Good plan.”

Through the closed screen door, Jack watched as she flopped facedown onto the couch and became motionless.

Still standing on the porch, Addison continued staring at him. Her fingers worried the hem of her shirt, causing it to ride up a bit and expose a patch of skin between it and her jeans. His mouth went dry as he recalled kissing her there. The urge to do it again, then kiss her other places, hit him hard.

He cleared his throat and took a step toward the porch, pausing with one foot on the bottom step. “Your hair … it looks good.”

“Thanks,” she murmured, reaching up with one hand to touch the shortened strands.

He wouldn’t have thought it possible, but the short hair made the slopes and planes of her face even more intriguing.

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