Winter Fire: an Urban Fantasy Novel (Coldharbour Chronicles Book 3) by Richard Amos

Author:Richard Amos [Amos, Richard]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-12-06T18:30:00+00:00

I showed Greg the message.

“He loves him some game playing,” he said.

“Yep.”

On my last bite of my sandwich, Nay came out of the bedroom.

“Hello, darling,” Rose said. She was sitting on the sofa, knitting a pink cardigan and had been talking about how much she’d love to visit Japan.

“Hi.” Nay’s short blue hair was all over the place.

I got up and hugged her. “I’m so happy to see you on your feet.”

“Thanks, babe.”

“Come sit.” I helped her over to the sofa next to Rose.

“I’ll get that kettle back on,” Rose offered and went off to the kitchen. Randy was in there doing whatever he was doing, not once coming into the living room.

“Dean’s still sparko,” Nay said.

“How you feeling?” Greg asked.

“I’m good. Nice to hear the spell’s doing well.”

“Brilliant,” I said. “So bloody brilliant.”

“Thanks, babe. Where’s the white eye guy?”

“Gone,” I answered.

“Will take me a while to let this sink in,” she added. “Me and him did a spell together, with the help of Dean.”

Rose came back with a cuppa for Nay.

“Thank you, Rose.”

“I’ve put some more bacon on. Fancy a sarnie?”

“Yes, please.”

“Be right back, darling.”

“Why Dean?” I asked. “With the spell?”

“I needed some glue to make the cycle stick. It probably would have, but Dean’s fae magic is good glue, like superglue. No offense, but you and Greg would only be like that primary school glue—nowhere near enough hold.”

Greg snorted. “Charming.”

“So, what about that kiss with Bliss?”

Greg told her what he’d told me. Rose came back in with the food and joined in the discussion about the werewolf woman, saying how she wished Randy would kiss her like that.

“Can he hear you?” I asked.

“I hope so!”

I chuckled and the bedroom door opened.

“Dean,” I said.

His normally quiffed black hair was in as much of a state as Nay’s. He rubbed his eyes. “Hi.” God, he looked so damned cute and needy.

Rose went to work, performing her tea and bacon sandwich magic. She was one awesome goblin.

Dean sat next to Nay, and she ruffled his hair. “You did good, fae-man.”

He chuffed. “I could murder a cigarette.”

“Want me to open the window?” Rose popped her head in. “I don’t mind.”

He shook his head. “I lost my fags back there. But thanks anyway.”

“Probably better for your lungs,” Nay added.

“Probably.” His eyes came up to meet mine.

I’d never done well with boys. Getting married was a massive deal for me, the odds of it happening like winning the lottery. But it’d happened. And I’d fucked it up. I’d not really sown my wild oats, as they say. There’d been offers, close calls, and two one-night stands that had really hurt me. That’s what happens when you expect so much from sex. I would often wish to be more detached, really zoned in on the pleasure of it all rather than the emotions. But it wasn’t me, I couldn’t do it. Maybe I was too obsessive. It drove Michael nuts, so no maybe about it.

Staring into Dean’s eyes, I was breathless. Michael had taken my breath away, but not like this.

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