When A Gargoyle Flies (Gargoyles Book 3) by Price E A

Author:Price,E A [Price,E A]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-09-25T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

Chris’ fingers curled around the wheel alarmingly tight, and his jaw was rigid as he focused on the road ahead.

He had been unsure at first about this little escapade, but the more he thought about it, the more he liked the idea. A few days away from a certain female gargoyle would do him good. But no, fate – the fickle bastard – decided to throw her at him.

Chris had argued with Luc on the matter, but the huge gargoyle would not budge. He would not allow Gracchus to leave, and he had no one else to send other than Annis. Chris had made noises about postponing the trip, but Luc would not hear of waiting.

“I will not allow one of my brothers or sisters to be entrapped longer than is necessary,” Luc rumbled.

“But surely just a couple of nights…” tried Chris.

“No.”

“You know I am doing you a favor here,” said Chris peevishly, and with a little shame.

Luc’s nostrils flared, but he said nothing. He hardly seemed like the type to either beg or show gushing gratitude.

He tried a different tack. “I just don’t think Annis is the right gargoyle for this.”

“She will be fine.”

“You’ve told me before that she can’t protect herself, and that she isn’t as strong as a normal gargoyle.”

“She will manage,” the gargoyle told him stubbornly.

“I just don’t think Annis should go!”

Naturally, Annis chose that moment to enter the room. Her eyes immediately hit the floor so he could not see the emotion in them, but the large and tantalizing amount of flesh on display immediately flushed.

After that, all arguments fizzled out, and that was why he found himself driving a van with a disturbingly quiet and possibly miserable female gargoyle in the back. She wouldn’t even look at him, and he felt like such a heel. How could he explain to her that he only had her safety in mind, when really he was worried about his own sanity? Truthfully, he was partly concerned for her safety. He could not bear it if she were hurt, but he also feared about the constant ache and longing she inspired in him. Not to mention where his blood rushed every time he saw her. Yes, he had another sexy dream about the gargoyle last night. This time, he imagined he was tasting the nectar between her thighs. It was only a dream, but the sweetness seemed so real. Of course, waking up to Bob licking his face was a good mood killer. Perhaps he should have Bob sleep on his bed every night – that might dispel a few of his raunchy dreams.

Chris cleared his throat. “You okay back there?”

He tried to look at her in his mirror, but she was huddled with her back to him.

Her soft voice rang out clear and steady. “I am fine, thank you.”

“Well, ah, let me know if you need to stop or anything.”

“I shall, thank you.”

“Would you mind if I listened to the radio?”

“Not at all.”

“Okay, great.”

Jeez, if they became anymore polite he might scream.

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