A Sacred Grove (Chronicles of an Urban Druid Book 2) by Auburn Tempest & Michael Anderle

Author:Auburn Tempest & Michael Anderle [Tempest, Auburn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: LMBPN Publishing
Published: 2020-10-24T16:00:00+00:00

It’s late the next morning by the time I get up and get dressed. Sleeping in my bed is a luxury after a week on a foam mattress on the floor, and I laze about in my sheets longer than I likely should. By tonight, everyone else will be home, and the house will be full and busy again. This morning though, it’s a lazy daisy kinda moment.

“Morning.” Emmet smiles up at me when I shuffle into the kitchen. He pushes the carton of almond milk across the table for me to use. “You headed into the bookstore today?”

I grab a bowl from the cupboard and float my cereal. “Yep. I’m taking Sloan in to say hello to Myra. He wanted to talk to her about some ancient Aztec healing ritual book Wallace is looking for.”

“Cool. Did Kevin stay over?”

“No. We talked into the wee hours. Then he went home. Calum is supposed to head over to his place tonight when they get home. I asked him not to say anything to Calum until I’ve had a chance to tell everyone that he knows the whole story. I also told him we’d call with flight updates if there are any.”

Emmet finishes his breakfast and heads to the sink. After rinsing his bowl, he stacks it in the drying rack. “I was thinking about what Gran said about the fae liking light and music in the grove. I thought I’d head over to Lowes or Walmart and grab a couple of dozen solar lanterns and a mile of string lights to hang from the trees. You know, like Iris Doyle had in her grove.”

“That’s a great idea.”

“It is, at that.” Sloan joins us in the kitchen. He sets his spellbook on the table and reaches into the pocket of his swanky vest to pull out his slim-line wallet. He makes a selection and hands Emmet a credit card. “Get anything you think might make yer grove homier for yer fae. My treat. No spending limit.”

I wave my spoon. “You don’t have to do that.”

“Like ye mentioned when we were in Dublin. I owe ye twenty-seven grand for tellin’ yer bear to order trees. I suppose I should start payin’ ye back somehow.”

I finish with my cereal and dump the milk into the empty sink. “I was razzing you. Of course, you don’t owe me that.”

“No, I do. I’m embarrassed to say I don’t think about money the way most do. I’m accustomed to picking up what I want when I want it. It was thoughtless not to realize that not everyone lives that way.”

“Not thoughtless.” I wash up. “Naïve, maybe.”

“Semantics. Whatever the word, I’ve put ye in a spot, and I’ll make it right. I could use magic to wipe the debt clean.”

I laugh and toss him a smile over my shoulder. “No. Don’t do that. The landscaping company provided a great service, and I’m thankful for their efforts. The way I look at it, I lost on the debt to Calum, but I gained on my Hellcat SUV, so I’ll consider it a car payment.

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