The Pharaoh's Concubine by Z. A. Maxfield

Author:Z. A. Maxfield
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: M/M Contemporary, Source: Amazon
ISBN: 9781609283292
Publisher: Samhain Publishing
Published: 2011-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Scott looked out into the darkness as he held open the back door. “You’re sure I can’t talk you into staying for a while. It’s bound to stop raining in a bit.”

“No, thank you.” Dylan took the umbrella that Esme offered them. He’d been watching William as they’d talked after dinner and seen how tired he’d become. Possibly he was even in pain. Sitting for so long probably hadn’t helped. “I think maybe William needs to lie down and rest. He’s not supposed to do very much. Peter said he should be careful for a few days.”

“Don’t talk about me like I’m not here. I’m fine,” William muttered.

Dylan opened the umbrella and ushered him out onto the porch. “But you’re going to do what Peter says, yeah?”

“Yeah, okay.”

“Good night.” Scott waved. “If you find you need anything, don’t hesitate to come in or call. We’ll be happy to help.”

“Here, take this.” Esme pressed a metal tin of goodies into Dylan’s hands. “In case you get hungry.”

Dylan leaned over and kissed her cheek. “Thanks, Nina, see you tomorrow.”

“Hasta mañana, m’hijo.”

The walk to the cabin started out slow, the rain lashing down, but they huddled under the umbrella, finding their way along the path through the darkness, watching their step. Lightning in the distance lit the path intermittently as the wind whipped the drops around them. By the time they got halfway, though, Dylan had to fight for his hold on the umbrella and the water had saturated the path.

“It’s really coming down.” William shook his head, sending big drops of rainwater everywhere like a wet dog.

Dylan blinked water from his eyes. “It gets like this sometimes. It comes on fast and then disappears just as quickly.”

They picked up their pace as the storm raged around them. Eventually Dylan came around the last bend and caught sight of the cabin, but a fierce gust of wind caught the umbrella, turning it inside out and rendering it useless.

Dylan turned to William and shouted, “I don’t know about you, but I’m making a dash for it.”

“Right behind you!”

They took off at a run and when they reached the cabin, Dylan dropped the umbrella and gave William Esme’s tin. He fumbled for the key to get in. They fell through the door when Dylan finally got it open and slammed it shut behind them.

“I’m soaked.” William wiped the water from his face with the sleeve of his wet sweatshirt.

“Throw me a towel.” Dylan made no pretense of getting his wet things off, although he did turn his back when he unzipped his jeans. “You take the bathroom, I’ll change out here.”

Seconds later a towel sailed across the room and hit his back, falling to the floor at his feet.

“Thanks.”

Dylan pulled his soaked Henley over his head and kicked off his shoes. He sat on the bed to get his wet socks off. “I’m going to head into Panguitch with Scott tomorrow or the day after. I need better work boots up here. If you need anything, let me know.

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