Eye of the Storm by Alyssa Day

Author:Alyssa Day [Day, Alyssa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781948253246
Publisher: Holliday Publishing, LLC
Published: 2019-09-27T05:00:00+00:00

8

The problem was this:

Eleanor was right.

There were death cooties in the drawer, and neither of us was going to be the one to clean it out.

We spent four hours cleaning, sorting, and inventorying the non-death cooties part of the shop. Fortunately, none of the items stolen belonged to anybody but me, well, Dead End Pawn.

Unfortunately, one of the missing items was the silver cross.

I'd known it had to be mine; it's not like there was any chance that Ivan was just a random vampire who wanted to show off his taste in jewelry.

The cross, by the way, was real silver.

"I thought vampires couldn't touch silver?"

Eleanor, carefully packing jewelry into a box that we could put aside until the new cases I'd just ordered arrived, looked up at me. "I imagine they could wear gloves, though."

I rolled my eyes at myself. Of course they could wear gloves. And Ivan hadn't touched the pin with his bare hands when he'd shown it to me, either. He'd only touched the cloth of his lapel.

"I promised Zane I'd be Room Grandma at school this year, and I have to leave for a meeting with his teacher now, Tess, if you're okay."

"Yep. I'm going to wrap this up and get some lunch. I left a voicemail for the mayor about my insurance, so that's done for now. Thanks again for coming in, Eleanor. You've been so much help."

She waved a hand. "Oh, poo. That's what friends do. And I work here, too, you know. I'm proud of this store, and I think of it as mine, too. What they did to us makes me furious."

A wave of warmth swept through me, and I hugged her. "Thank you. You're the best."

She patted my back and then laughed. "I am the best. Remember that when it's time for annual raises, okay?"

"I promise."

I heard Jack's truck, which needed a new muffler, and then I heard him exchange greetings with Eleanor for the second time that day. For a change, though, he didn't come in the shop right away, but went into his office next door. I could hear him moving around in there and was mad at myself for the flash of hurt.

The man had a job to do, for Pete's sake. He didn't need to spend every waking minute with me.

Or every sleeping minute. My cheeks got warm at the thought of sleeping in his arms all night and not even being aware of it.

Clearly, there was something wrong with me.

"Lunch?"

I jumped a foot in the air and yelped.

Jack, who'd somehow snuck up behind me in stealth mode, raised an eyebrow. "That's a new noise. Can you do that again?"

"No, I cannot, Mr. Skulks Off When The Going Gets Tough. Where did you go so fast this morning?"

He shrugged, which did excellent things I tried not to notice to the muscles in his chest. "Home. Took a shower, ate a couple dozen eggs for breakfast. Want to go to lunch?"

"A couple dozen … never mind. I should know better than to question the stomach capacity of a shapeshifter by now.

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