Rampant, Volume 1 by Amy Lane

Author:Amy Lane [Lane, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: fantasy
ISBN: 978-1-63476-349-3
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2016-10-10T16:00:00+00:00

Green: True Sunshine

GREEN SLID back in bed with her after he’d walked the earth of his hill in the chill dawn. Bracken, who had crawled in next to Cory in the night, awakened with him. They’d gone walking together—not speaking, as was the custom of the elves who observed the quiet, strengthening meditation of the walk—but Bracken’s recriminating silence spoke volumes. Green had been to the point of blurting out I’m sorry, you git wank, could you just give me a fucking chance to explain! when their walk finished and they touched the porch, and Bracken characteristically ruined the dramatic effect of all of that impressive brooding.

“You’d better fucking tell her, leader, or she’s going to castrate you with her vicious fucking tongue.”

Brack’s untraditionally short black hair was sticking up all over his head, and his drawn-in brows and puckered eyes gave him the appearance of a disgruntled porcupine. In spite of himself, his guilt, his worry, and his acknowledgment that he’d fucked up, Green had to force back a snork of amusement.

“What’s so goddamned funny?” Bracken huffed, and Green just shook his head.

“You’re very right, brother,” he said, fighting the full-blown grin that was threatening. “But it would be a hell of a way to lose them, you think?”

Bracken growled low in his throat, but it was hard to argue with Green, hard to cross him at all, especially since Brack had practically worshipped him since birth—and since Adrian’s death and their helpless attachment to the little human sorceress in their midst, they had become especially close.

The fact that Green admitted he was wrong really did take the charge out of Brack’s impending tantrum, Green could tell.

The tantrum dissipated like a smog cloud over the ocean, and Bracken stomped off to his own shower and his empty bed, grumbling something unflattering about silver-tongued elves and the fucked-up deadly magic secret poetry of fucking lunatic sex-gods. This also made Green giggle, but very quietly, and to himself.

But he wasn’t laughing now.

He hadn’t needed to shower—Cory had gotten used to cold, slightly damp feet in her bed in the mornings. This morning she looked so charming, so vulnerable, lying mostly on her stomach but a little on her side, with her hands bundled up under her chin clutching the blankets and her bare shoulder peeking out of his enormous white T-shirt. It just seemed imperative that he strip naked to slide into bed with her.

He wanted his body to be as bare as his soul when they were done, and she could choose to do with that what she wished.

“My hair’s a disaster,” she mumbled, squinting up at him. He moved closer to her so he could stroke a bare arm with one slender finger.

“The sprites have been at you, luv. You look like you had full hair and makeup for your ‘morning after’ scene.” Normally, after going to sleep with damp hair, she would wake up to find her reddish, curly hair was as tall on her head as it was long down her back.

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