Time's Enemy: A Romantic Time Travel Adventure (Saturn Society Book 1) by Jennette Marie Powell

Author:Jennette Marie Powell [Powell, Jennette Marie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: Mythical Press
Published: 2013-11-16T23:00:00+00:00

“Tony?” Charlotte asked Friday evening after the newscast. “How long does this go on?”

“How long does what go on?”

“So many people out of work.”

Tony studied the wall where it met the ceiling. How much should he tell her? “A few more years.” Vague enough to be safe.

Thankfully, he’d managed to talk her out of calling Pippin by faking an upset stomach, but how long would it be before she suggested it again?

They spent their waking hours together. As long as he stayed away from the topic of jumping within his own life, things were companionable. He felt contented. Surprisingly so.

Too comfortable. Especially when the pull would jerk him back to the twenty-first century in another week or so.

Especially when he was only here for answers.

And especially when he was a wanted man, and the strength of Charlotte’s ties to the Society remained unclear.

“Oh my heavens. What- how does it end?” she asked.

Tony hesitated. “I don’t know how much I should tell—”

“What can I do? One woman?”

“Well...” Didn’t Saturn Society Code preclude sharing details of the future with people in the past? Yet if she was encouraging him to do so, maybe she wasn’t in with them as deeply as he feared. Still, there had to be danger in telling.

“Is it President Roosevelt’s programs?” she asked.

“That’s—” He caught himself. “Yeah. The WPA, FDIC, Social Security, unemployment compensation...”

She stared at him with a rapt expression, like a student trying to absorb every shred of wisdom she could from a revered teacher. When Tony didn’t continue, her eagerness melted into apprehension. “There’s more, isn’t there?” He didn’t answer. “War,” she whispered. “Isn’t it?”

He drew his finger across his chin. Shit, why did he have to be so transparent? “Yeah.” Might as well tell her.

She twiddled her gold chain. “When?”

A feeling he was doing something wrong gripped his chest. “Look, I don’t think it’s right for me to tell you stuff like this.” Especially when every time he tried to get some answers, she grew evasive.

He had to push her harder, lay a guilt trip on her if that was what it took—after all, she owed him her life. But he’d raised her guard. He’d best work back to the topic slowly, get what he needed, then split. The longer he stuck around, the harder it would be to keep his hands off her.

Like now. They sat on the sofa and listened to the radio. It had already become an ingrained routine. In the mornings and early afternoons, he helped at the restaurant—Irving had grudgingly offered him a buck-fifty a day plus meals. After work, Tony helped Charlotte around the house doing things like mowing and weeding the garden. She told the nosy woman who lived next door that Tony was working off part of his board.

Evenings were the hardest. Each night, it grew more difficult to restrain himself from taking her hand or slipping his arm around her like he’d done the other night. Yet every evening it seemed they sat a little closer on the sofa as they listened to some radio show.

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