Night Visitor by S.J. Sanders

Author:S.J. Sanders [Sanders, S.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-06-24T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

NAOMI

Gralius is my sentinel. He is never far away, not at night when the touch of his hand is the only thing rooting me to reality, and not even during the day. If he is not in my home—practically my personal shadow while I work or putter around the house—he’s just outside the house, stretching his wings. As much as I need to keep my attention on my work, in those moments I can’t help but to stop and watch him from my window. It makes me feel a bit creepy, like I’m spying on him, but I can’t seem to resist.

I am acting like an infatuated teenager. I need to get a grip. Okay, so he’s a fascinating male who shares interests and passions with me, who can sit in a companionable silence with me, as he often does, without it being weird or uncomfortable. That he makes my home feel like a real home just by being a constant makes him my personal favorite catnip. And while I should be working, I know that he is out there now, taking in the gentle morning sun.

It’s fine. I can resist. I stand in front of my computer, staring down at the screen, and make no attempt to sit in the chair pulled out from the desk. I blink at it, trying to focus on the document pulled up to no avail. Frustrated, I release a huge sigh.

No. It seems that I can’t.

As much as I can’t resist Gralius simply just being himself, he has to be sexy as hell too even if he can’t see it past the scarring on his face. Sexy and a fascinating personality with something so different that I will never stop wanting to learn more—it makes a very potent combination for me.

I stalk over to the window and shake my head as I hear my familiar chittering on his perch. I can’t be mad at Wilox’s taunting amusement, however. This is getting ridiculous.

Pulling back the curtain, I bite my lips as I watch him. His dark hair shifts in the air, his face tilting up into the weak sun as if it’s the warmest beam. The trace of a smile appears on his face that makes my heart squeeze at the sweetest expression of pleasure. As small as it is, it lights up his entire face, softening the hardness of his features. It makes me want to join him, but I stay rooted to the spot, staring at him as he stretches, the muscles of his chest expanding, pulling at his coat so that it parts down the front, showing his sculpted pectorals and abs.

As impressive as they are—beyond mouthwatering, I admit—I can’t claim that they are his most beautiful feature. But it’s coming soon, and I press closer to the window watching as he cranes his head back, his wings stretching out and catching the light.

And there it is!

My breath catches as the morning light shimmers in sapphire and violet across his black feathers, scattering hints of silver at their edges.

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