[Takhini Wolves 01.0] Black Gold by Vivian Arend

Author:Vivian Arend [Arend, Vivian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B0056HG95W
Barnesnoble: B0056HG95W
Publisher: Arend Publishing Inc
Published: 2011-09-13T06:00:00+00:00

She shouldn’t be upset. He hadn’t done anything wrong.

Had he?

Gem tried to remember the specific details of what they’d talked about right before she left the breakfast table.

Her stomach grumbled for the fifteenth time in the past half hour.

“Fudge.”

She opened the curtain and stared into the street. It was nearly six. She hadn’t gone downstairs to grab lunch, thinking Shaun would return at any minute. There had to be a mistake. He couldn’t have meant to leave her alone all day. Or…had he said he’d see her at supper?

Her phone rang, and she stared at the display with rising frustration. Her father. Again.

She clicked off the ringer and threw the phone on the bed.

It bounced a foot.

The small act of violence was so satisfying, she moved without thinking. Picked up the phone, stepped back a couple additional paces. Cocked her arm and flung her cell harder than previously. It bounced higher.

Not enough. She grabbed it again, raced across the room, her back to the door and took a couple of running steps. This time when she let go, she spat out the word even louder.

“Fudge!”

The phone bounced, hit the edge of the lamp, ricocheted sideways and crashed into the garbage can. Both tipped in opposite directions, and she watched in horror as they landed, the can softly, the lamp with a terrifying crash.

“That was interesting.”

Gem twirled, covering her heated cheeks as she stared into Shaun’s laughing eyes.

“I, um…”

“Didn’t like the décor?”

There really was something happening in this northern air. Her hands shook in aggravation as she moved to clean up the mess. “I’m sorry, I don’t usually do things like that.”

Shaun was at her side, grabbing the garbage can and holding it for her. “Hey, I don’t mind. If I’m not on the receiving end of the throwing, it’s kinda fun to watch.”

She dropped another shard of pottery into the can. Great. Now she was back to entertaining people. Gem clamped her teeth together and concentrated on moving the lampshade from where it lay tangled around the side table.

He caught her wrist and held her immobile. “Hey.”

Gem sighed as she examined his face.

There was no longer amusement there. “I wasn’t trying to insult you. I think what I said came out wrong. You okay? Why are you throwing things in the first place?”

An ache pulsed inside. “My father.”

Shaun lifted her off her knees and took her to the couch. “I thought you got along with your old man.”

“I do, except for him forgetting that I’m not a baby, and that I’d like to have some control over my own life.”

Shaun leaned back, keeping her hands in his. “Did you call him?”

She shook her head. Layers of guilt, deep and colourful, had made her almost break her promise to herself and contact him. “He doesn’t know.”

Shaun frowned. “Know what?”

“About us.”

Shaun sucked in air. “Oh damn, I was going to ask you about that. I mean, I bet you’ve got all kinds of traditional shit that…I mean protocol that I should be doing.

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