Cambion Chronicles 01: Living Violet by Jaime Reed

Author:Jaime Reed
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance, Fantasy, Young Adult
ISBN: 9780758269249
Publisher: Dafina
Published: 2011-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

17

After our powwow, I spent the day searching self-defense classes online, but all the lessons were for women.

What was a man to do for protection in this town? I researched martial arts instructors and printed out a few classes located around the peninsula. At work, I looked up some self-defense books, but ended up finding the next book to share at our monthly meeting. I knew Caleb was too proud to ask for help. Avoidance and denial were his coping devices, so getting his cooperation would require an iron fist in a velvet glove.

The next day, I decided to go boot camp on Caleb. Scoring his address from Nadine, I took it upon myself to hunt him down. He lived in a simple town house in a middle-class neighborhood, one of those subdivisions where every yard looked the same. While casing the joint, I learned a lot about Mr. Baker. For starters, he recycled, he brought his sugar addiction home with him, and he had the nosiest neighbors on the planet. But then again, I did look a bit suspect peeking through his windows.

He was off on Tuesdays and the Jeep was parked in front, so I knew he was home. After the fifth knock, I added a kick to his door. If the pounding didn’t wake him up, the whistle blow in his face as he opened the door got the job done.

He stumbled back, stunned and disoriented, and I took that moment to invite myself in.

Shaking out of his daze, he closed the door. “What are you doing here?”

“I’m gonna help you fight.”

“At ten-thirty in the morning?”

“The sooner, the better. Now get dressed. We gotta meet Dougie in thirty minutes.” I took a moment to observe his attire, something that he would’ve liked to have kept secret. With his tousled hair, rumpled white T-shirt, and plaid boxers, he didn’t look a day over twelve.

Uncomfortable with his state of dress, he tugged at his shirt. “I still feel funky after what happened Sunday night. I just wanna relax, eat Fruity Pebbles, and watch The Price Is Right.”

“Too damn bad.” I blew the whistle again. “You want me to help you defend yourself, or what?”

He eyed me with distrust. “No.”

“Well, you’re getting it anyway. Nadine and I are gonna school you on how to handle your roommate.”

“Nadine? What—”

“Yep, so get dressed and prepare for battle.”

He rubbed his face, shaking the cobwebs from his brain. “Look, I appreciate your help and all, but you don’t know anything about this. I can do this on my own.”

“If you could handle this on your own, women wouldn’t be dropping like flies.” Having gained his full attention, I continued. “I want to believe you. And a part of me keeps trying to separate you from Capone, but that doesn’t work. You know that better than I do. I want to help you. If you don’t do it for yourself, then do it for me. Because if you don’t, this is the last time you’ll see me.

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