Wyatt Drake (Aurum Court Dragons Book 2) by Emilia Hartley

Author:Emilia Hartley [Hartley, Emilia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-02-17T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Kennedy wasn’t expecting the house outside the truck window. It was like a cabin, if someone had spent a million dollars to build it. A wall of stacked stone was cut by a narrow driveway that ended in a loop around a fountain. The mountain around them was reflected on the giant windows that spanned the front of the house.

“Do you live here?” Kennedy asked, awestruck.

“Not on my life. I couldn’t stand being under the same roof as these idiots.”

She bit the inside of her cheek, trying to understand what Wyatt was saying. He reached for her hand, and her heart did flips inside her chest. She let him gently pull her up the steps and to the door, which he threw open without invitation.

She studied him, trying to understand what was going on, but his face was guarded. The only part of him that she could read was the swirl of molten metal over his eyes. The beast inside him, she realized. As it surfaced, his grip on her hand tightened, an encouraging squeeze.

“Wyatt!” someone shouted.

She tore her attention away from her dragon man and found another massive man with his hands thrown in the air rushing toward them. The man leapt from the floor and crashed into Wyatt, clinging to him. Wyatt grumbled about how much he hated the man in his arms, but held him nonetheless.

Kennedy couldn’t help but smile. The scene was hilarious and heartwarming.

“Ashton, meet Kennedy. Kennedy, this is my asshole cousin. Would you believe he actually works for the bank? Doesn’t seem the type, right?”

She shook her head. She couldn’t imagine Ashton, with his floppy and unkempt hair sitting behind a desk. Nor could she imagine him wearing a stuffy suit. Ashton leapt away from Wyatt and looked between the two of them. His lips pursed in an unspoken question.

Before he could say anything, Wyatt’s hand clamped on his cousin’s shoulder. Ashton bent, but only slightly, beneath the weight. The grin on his lips was unflappable, but he said nothing. Kennedy wanted to know what he’d been about to ask, but before she could say anything Wyatt turned Ashton around and pushed him deeper into the house.

“I didn’t think you’d show up today,” Ashton mentioned as they walked. “You’ve been so adamant about steering clear of us. What changed?”

Wyatt grumbled something she couldn’t understand.

“Aw, I love you, too!” Ashton stepped out from under Wyatt’s grasp with a smooth duck and twist. “This place feels like home more and more every day. And you brought a…friend!”

Behind Ashton, the hall opened into a wide room. A sectional couch was laden with plush pillows, facing a television easily the size of a bed. An old fantasy movie about witches and fairies played on it, the modern resolution doing nothing for the eighties film.

On the left side, the room opened into a wide kitchen. Gleaming white cabinets reflected the light of the sun, making Kennedy look away. She realized, belatedly, that both rooms were empty. Ashton didn’t bother sticking around.

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