Temptation's Edge by Eden Bradley

Author:Eden Bradley [Berlin, Eve]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781101581322
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Published: 2012-08-07T04:00:00+00:00

It was Thursday evening and Mischa was in a cab on her way to Kara and Dante’s place on the waterfront, just south of where Dylan lived, to go over wedding plans.

It had been a seemingly endless day alone in Dylan’s apartment. She and Connor had slept until almost ten, then he’d gotten up and left in a rush, telling her he’d forgotten he was going out of town that afternoon for a few days on business. He’d apologized, asked her over and over if she would be okay. She’d assured him she would be, of course. But she wasn’t certain that was true.

She’d holed up in bed, watching movies while she worked on some drawings, her sketchpad in her lap, napping on and off until it was time to get ready to leave. Which was totally unlike her. It was a rare day that went by when she wasn’t working. At the shop. Drawing. Writing. Creating new business plans. Hibernating had felt strange, but necessary. She didn’t understand it. It surprised her that she’d given herself over to it. And now being out in the world felt a little like some sort of culture shock.

She was still trying to tell herself that everything was fine—that Connor just had to work—when the cab arrived at Kara and Dante’s building, a soaring structure seemingly made of glass overlooking Elliott Bay. She paid the driver, got out and took the elevator to the twenty-second floor, found their apartment and knocked. Kara opened the door, a smile on her face. Her long, light brown hair was pulled back into a ponytail, a pair of reading glasses pushed up onto her head.

“Mischa, come on in.” Kara stepped back to let her through the door. “Let me get your coat.”

Mischa looked around the loft apartment as she slid her trench coat off and handed it to Kara. “Wow. This place is amazing.”

“I still can’t believe I live here, sometimes.” Kara was grinning. “God, sorry. I don’t mean to sound snooty.”

“You’re not, don’t be silly,” Mischa assured her, giving her arm a squeeze.

“She is silly,” Dylan called out as she came in from the kitchen area. “Silly in love.”

“You’re the one getting married, Dylan. You’re in no position to tease me about being in love,” Kara answered.

“Excellent point.” Dylan smiled.

Mischa just shook her head, turning to explore the art on the living room walls. To get away from all this…happiness, for a moment.

“This is some great photography,” she said, gesturing to a grouping of architectural prints on one wall over the sleek cream-colored sofa piled with brocade pillows.

“Thanks,” Kara answered. “I’ve been collecting for a few years. By the way, are you guys okay with eating as soon as Lucie gets here? I’m starving. Mischa, we ordered Chinese. Dylan said you liked curries, so we got some Singapore street noodles for you. And…too much of everything. I hope you’re hungry.”

“A little,” Mischa answered, although that wasn’t quite true. She’d hardly been able to eat all day, drinking tea and nibbling on toast.

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