Great Hexpectations, A Paranormal Romance Urban Fantasy (Dulcie O'Neil Series #3) by H. P. Mallory

Author:H. P. Mallory
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HP Mallory
Published: 2011-10-28T04:00:00+00:00

Nine

It felt like maybe I was having a panic attack. My heart pounded in my chest and I was finding it difficult to breathe, my breaths coming in short, shallow spurts. It all began as soon as I thought about my mission to march up to the front desk of the ANC Headquarters and announce the fact that I was the perp involved in a crime.

And I’d already had my opportunity, already had my chance to get this off my chest. It would have been so easy, so quick and I would have spared myself all this anxiety, which in a word, sucked. But, no, Bram insisted I needed a plan.

I sat down on the king-sized bed I would share with Bram, draped with a horrible pink, green and blue plaid coverlet that looked vintage 1962. It matched the floor to ceiling curtains, which framed the only window in our room; and the pink of the curtains was the exact shade of the shag carpeting. I took a deep breath and tried to focus on the hideous carpeting, comparing the antiqued pink to some shade I’d seen before in an attempt to calm myself down. “I thought you said this hotel was really nice,” I grumbled, feeling the beginnings of a headache.

Bram smiled down at me. “I also recall expressing the idea that the Netherworld is quite behind the times.”

Yeah, so he had. Not that it mattered to me anyhow. What mattered now was trying to catch my breath and breathe normally. Holding my head in my hands, I leaned over and put it between my knees, trying to stop myself from fainting.

“What is the problem, my dear?” The golden-skinned vampire asked me. I glanced up at him and felt like laughing because he was trying his best to look concerned. It wasn’t an emotion that suited him at all, mainly because it wasn’t real. Bram just wasn’t concerned about other people, period.

“You should have let me take care of my business at ANC Headquarters, Bram. That’s what I’m here for. The longer we wait, the more time we waste, and who the hell knows what is happening to Knight.” My voice sounded like I was on the verge of completely losing it, which was fitting because it was probably true.

Bram arched a brow at the mention of Knight but didn’t lose his cool. “I am quite certain the Loki is unscathed, sweet.” A smile pasted itself on his face as he quickly abandoned all thoughts about Knight in favor of subjects more attractive to him. “And as to your rampaging into the ANC office and declaring your guilt; as I mentioned earlier, it would not behoove you.”

“If I…” I started but was interrupted when Bram shook his head and made a tsking sort of sound.

“Chaos results from a lack of planning, my dear.”

“Stop calling me ‘my dear.’ It bugs me.” And that wasn’t all that bugged me. Bram was super annoying when he was right and in this case, I had to admit, he was.

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