The Courtship of Julian St. Albans (Consulting Magic Book 1) by Crook Amy

Author:Crook, Amy [Crook, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2013-06-24T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 18

In Which We are Very Busy, and Several Realisations are Made

When Alex next awoke it to the sound of his doorbell. His phone had four different voicemails from various agents demanding he answer for himself about last night, and he still hadn't read the letter from Julian that came in with Horace last night. It seemed everyone wanted a bit of Alex's time today; that and the scratches on his favourite frying pan convinced Alex that it was a perfect day to be brought breakfast.

"Hold your horses!" yelled Alex, putting on his dressing gown and finding his cane before letting in his two very annoyed Guardians.

"You didn't tell us you were attacked!" said James irritably.

"I didn't have your numbers," said Alex, tossing his phone to Jacques after unlocking it. "Add them, and I won't leave you out of the loop again."

Alex stayed stubbornly in his pyjamas until he was fortified with the coffee and a proper full English breakfast that James had brought for all three of them, a tacit statement that they'd all need the energy today. A long, hot shower and two more voicemails later, Jones arrived for physical therapy. Alex had already amended the day's to-do list. After PT, they would pick up his coat, go by the Agency make his statement and get back to the flat. He'd be half the night warding it again, and he needed to write to Julian before that.

"This is proving more challenging than I thought," mused Alex, contemplating the notes he'd taken during the sprite's recitation. "Note to self, never accept a job from Smedley again."

"What's that?" asked Jacques, though his attention, like James', was outside rather than inside the car.

Alex mmed vaguely and sipped at the the tea he'd made to replace the long-drunk coffee. They made their way to the hospital in distracted silence, the Guardians alert and Alex's attention on his notes. If only he could figure out the identity of the mage from the hints Con had given him, he'd be well on his way to a case solved and a Courtship abandoned.

He ignored the pang he felt from that, then when it wouldn't be assuaged he tucked his notes away and pulled out Julian's note instead.

Dear Alex,

Is it strange to admit that I'll miss the excuse to visit that I had while you were in hospital? I don't want you back there, but I'll hate not seeing you until our date.

Speaking of which, will a week from Friday do? That'll make you second to last of the whole round, and Saturday's already spoken for by Willoughby and his relative-riddled schedule. I think he just likes to call the shots, maybe more than I'm comfortable with, for all I'm looking to become someone's consort.

Will your Guardians chaperone us, I wonder? They're very nice, but you snog me more when no one's looking.

I will miss your kisses each minute I do not have one.

Yours,

Julian

Alex swallowed, blushing, and folded the letter back up. "I'm going to have to re-do my wards tonight, once I figure out how the sprite got in," he said.

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