Prince Charming Doesn't Live Here by Christine Warren

Author:Christine Warren [Warren, Christine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy, Fiction, General, Romance, Paranormal, Contemporary, Supernatural, Private investigators, Paranormal romance stories, New York (N.Y.), Legal, Women lawyers
ISBN: 9780312947941
Publisher: Macmillan
Published: 2010-11-02T04:00:00+00:00

Blowing out a breath, he sank onto his bel y and extended his left arm while pressing his right arm tight against his side and slightly under his body. He needed to angle his shoulders and col arbones so that only one side went through at a time. Otherwise, as he’d told Danice, he’d never get through head-on.

It real y was a tight fit, and he faced a couple of seconds of doubt when he had his head and his left shoulder in the tiny space as to whether he’d stil be stuck in exactly that spot when the sun rose. The back of his shirt caught on the edge of a nail protruding from the wooden frame, and he felt it gouge a shal ow trench between his shoulder blades. He hissed but wriggled forward.

It didn’t help that he felt as if he were trying to squeeze himself into the center of a black hole. From the outside, with the door flipped up, he’d peered into the gate and seen nothing but the inky darkness of a coal room, but now that he’d managed to get his head (or the proverbial foot) through the door, he didn’t even see that much. The magic that powered this gate had erased al traces of any surroundings and created a portal through nothingness between ithir—the mortal human plane— and Faerie. Presumably, once they made it through and took their first few steps, they would see Faerie unfolding around them.

Otherwise he was going to have to have a long, hard talk with Quigley. One involving teeth and flying fists.

Also, knowing Quigley, probably fists and flying teeth. When cornered, imps showed a disconcerting tendency to bite.

“How is it going? Are you stuck?”

Mac could hear Danice’s voice cal ing to him, but it sounded remote, as if he’d already traveled a great distance. Which, in a metaphysical sense, he was guessing he had. Stil , he slid forward a few more inches to demonstrate that he wasn’t quite stuck and managed to wedge himself in to just past his nipples. He could feel the frame of the smal space compressing his rib cage, but this was the worst stage, and so far no permanent injuries. That offered a cause for celebration.

With the widest part of his torso firmly wedged in place, Mac exhaled the last bit of air trapped in his lungs and used his legs to shove himself forward to the waist. With that accomplished, he groped around him for something to hold on to and realized that he seemed to have slid from one hard surface onto another. He braced his palms on the ground and pul ed the rest of his body through the narrow opening, twisting as he did until he~ could sit and draw in a deep breath.

“I’m clear!” he shouted back through the door, hoping the others would be able to hear him. Even if they didn’t, though, once they saw him disappear, he figured they’d get the message.

He

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