Trafalgar Boone and the Children of the Burnt Empire by Geonn Cannon

Author:Geonn Cannon [Cannon, Geonn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781944591731
Goodreads: 41083775
Publisher: Supposed Crimes, LLC
Published: 2018-11-01T03:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

“I think we should discuss the kiss.”

Trafalgar grunted. “Do you believe... our current situation is the optimal time for that conversation?”

“Well,” Dorothy craned her neck to search for the next handhold. She found it, moved her hand, then risked moving her foot from the narrow ledge on which it rested. “We’re both the type to simply ignore something like that. We find ourselves in a moment of relative calm, when we might as well be talking, and I think that is the most pressing topic we could cover.”

Tiny pebbles rained down on her. She squeezed her eyes shut until the small rockslide ended, then glanced up. Trafalgar was approximately half a meter above her on the stone wall. They were close to the halfway point of the cliff, which she estimated to be approximately ten meters high. Sunlight and water streamed through the cave entrance above them. They were close enough to the waterfall that Dorothy could feel its spray on her cheeks, but she and Trafalgar were both already so thoroughly soaked that it barely registered.

“You kissed me.”

“Yes, I’m well aware.” Trafalgar took a deep breath. “I had been told you were most likely dead. I didn’t want to believe it, but the majority of the evidence did imply that conclusion. So while I tried to hold out hope, a larger part of me accepted the fact you were gone. And then there you were, saving my life, like some sort of dazzling angel. I was overwhelmed with emotion.”

Dorothy moved down another step. She could see the cave floor below her, a jagged ledge between the river and the wall.

“So there’s no need for a discussion?”

“Beyond the one we’re having now? No, I don’t believe so.”

Dorothy said, “No lingering feelings?”

“None that I’m aware of.”

“Was that... blast!”

Trafalgar’s boots scraped on the stone. “Are you all right?”

“Yes, I just grabbed a particularly sharp rock. I was going to ask if that was your first experience kissing another woman.”

“Ah. It was. And to answer the question you’re actually asking, I had never considered being with a woman romantically or sexually before we made our acquaintance. Seeing you and Beatrice together made me consider the possibilities of a Sapphic relationship. I don’t know if I would ever take the leap. I am still very attracted to men. But perhaps if I met someone, I would be open to all options. Does that answer your question?”

“It does, thank you. I’m just glad to know kissing me didn’t sour you on the idea of kissing women.”

“Hardly.” There was laughter in her voice. “In fact, when we return to London, I intend to tell Beatrice she is a very fortunate woman.”

“I’m the fortunate one,” Dorothy said softly. Her foot touched a wide, flat surface and she looked to confirm she had reached the bottom. She stepped away from the wall and rolled her shoulders, then examined her fingers to gauge the severity of any cuts or scrapes she had endured from the climb. A half dozen red marks of various length covered the pads.

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