The Naga Next Door: A Paranormal Monster Romance (Possessive Monsters Book 3) by Maggie Mayhem

Author:Maggie Mayhem [Mayhem, Maggie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2023-08-20T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

Sybil

Lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the wet road in front of us. I sat in the passenger seat of Zayn’s pickup as he drove us home. Home as in the condo, not as in the cottage, of course. It was easy to fall into the trap of thinking of the cottage as home since we’d been playing house in it all weekend.

It had taken a lot longer than we’d thought it would to drop off all the stuff. We’d only managed to get to one of the donation places in the morning before realizing that we’d never be able to get it all done before the van was due back at the rental place at noon on Monday.

It had been Zayn’s idea for us to transfer everything into his pickup. After he’d insisted that it wasn’t taking away from his work and that he didn’t have any meetings on Monday afternoon, I’d agreed.

We’d picked up his truck from the condo’s underground garage and moved all the bags and boxes into the back. I hadn’t expected the shiny rims and luxury interior. But it wasn’t the massive twelve-inch touch screen, ambient lighting, or the leather upholstery and real wood trim that impressed me the most. No, that honor went to the amazing sound system.

That, and the massaging front seats, which were something I really needed after a weekend of organizing.

We’d spent the rest of the day dropping off the items, first to the donation centers, then a run to the dump. Then we grabbed a late lunch at the Starving Aardvark, a restaurant that served all-day brunch.

It was his first time out at an honest-to-goodness restaurant in years, and I’d assured him that I’d help him control his serpent if it threatened to bust out after the first bite of chicken and waffles. The rain had started just as we stepped out of the restaurant, and we’d giggled and laughed like teenagers as we ran for his truck.

I didn’t want this to be over, and judging by how slow Zayn was driving, he didn’t either. What had started out as just a boring weekend cleaning out Great Granny’s place had ended up as a memorable romantic getaway. Zayn had left on Friday as my hot, cursed neighbor who needed my help and returned on Monday as something more.

We hadn’t actually talked about it, so maybe I was reading too much into it, but he did build me a nest, and that had to count for something. Right? Maybe that was why he was driving so slowly. He didn’t want to have the talk when we got back to the apartment building.

An alert from my phone sounded in my purse, and I temporarily made space at my feet for Salt and Pepper’s carrier so I could check the notification. I knew from the ring tone it wasn’t an unknown number or the dreaded Nigel. It was the tone I assigned to messages from the Let’s Talk About Hex forum chat group.

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