Charmed by Erica Ridley

Author:Erica Ridley [Ridley, Erica]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romantic comedy, paranormal romance, NetherNetherland, fairies, magic
ISBN: 9780985455897
Publisher: Intrepid Reads
Published: 2012-12-14T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

BACK IN HIS OFFICE after his round of morning classes finished, Trevor scowled over the top of his laptop at the long-legged pseudo-anthropologist idly browsing his bookcase. How was he supposed to get work done with her standing around looking sexy? Didn’t she have something else to do, like fix his life? The dean had been pleased to hear him report Katrina was back safe and sound, but he was still a far cry from having job security.

Berrymellow thought he had the tenure position in the bag, and from where Trevor was sitting, the little worm actually might. And God help the university when Berrymellow ran the program and Trevor was nowhere to be found. The school’s anthropology ratings would be in the toilet in no time, and Trevor would be fresh out of luck.

She had to help. His life, his students’ education, and the future of the anthropology department depended on it. But how?

He tried to brainstorm in the back of his mind while organizing dig data with the front of his mind, but he caught himself staring at Daisy instead.

With an odd-shaped iPod clipped to her belt, she removed another anthropological tome from the shelf. Cat-eye glasses perched at the tip of her nose. Wispy blonde tendrils escaped a schoolmarm-like bun adorned with one of his pens. She rifled through the each reference archive, flipping through every single page in less than thirty seconds before returning it to the shelf and reaching for another. Every now and then, her lips pursed and she gurgled something that sounded like, “Urrrrrgh.” Much like her furry lawyer.

She licked her lips and mumbled. When she leaned one shoulder against the wall, her collar gapped, revealing a narrow, rose-colored bra strap. What kind of panties went with a bra like that?

Damn it. He dragged his attention back to the glowing flat screen. Concentrate.

He scrolled through the dig photos, double-clicking a thumbnail now and then to pop open a larger image and update its metadata.

Before long, the warm, prickly sensation of someone else hovering around his office while he tried to work began to grate on his nerves. Not just because he remembered in vivid detail the last time they shared a room with a desk, but because if he hated one thing in this world, it was not having his life under his control.

Anthropology was about scientific process. Baseball was based on a strict set of predefined rules. Tenure was the culmination of a systematic series of accomplishments. He liked having set boundaries and a clear path. He liked that everything adhered to the playbook. And he loved the freedom it gave him to guide his own destiny. He well knew that no one else was going to step in and pinch hit. That wasn’t how the game was played. People like Daisy could only throw curveballs. And people like Berrymellow should get benched.

Trevor opened the next set of photos. He hadn’t gotten this far in life by relying on other people. He’d gotten where he was by relying on the one person he could count on—himself.

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