Total pages in book: 112
Estimated words: 106600 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 533(@200wpm)___ 426(@250wpm)___ 355(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 106600 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 533(@200wpm)___ 426(@250wpm)___ 355(@300wpm)
Looking down at my phone, I huff. It’s after noon already. I didn’t mean to sleep in that long. As images of last night fill my head, I rub my thighs together and remember why my body needed the rest.
“Hello,” I say as I answer my phone that’s begun to ring again.
“Billy Ann Salvado?” the caller asks.
“This is she.”
“I am Sergeant Beckett Turner with IAB. I’ve been trying to reach you all morning,” he says.
“I’m sorry. My phone was on do not disturb for my day off. I must have forgotten to turn it off. How can I help you?”
“I have a few more questions for you. I was wondering if you could … come down,” he begins to say distractedly. “Um … do you mind holding on?”
“Yes, of course,” I say, hoping I manage to keep the nervousness out of my voice.
Reaching for the sheet, I pull it up over my chest as if Detective Turner can see me through the phone. I chew on my lip as I look around the room. It takes my breath away just as it did last night.
I knit my brows as I wonder where Ardan took off to. I was expecting him to be here when I woke. I’m guessing the clubhouse is a safe place in his mind.
“Sorry about that, Detective Salvado. Are you there?”
“Yes, I’m here. Do you need me to come in?”
“Actually, no. So sorry to have wasted your time. That will be all. I’m closing this investigation and clearing you and Detective Ramirez,” he says and clears his throat.
I blow out a breath. Carson changed his last name back to his family name when he entered the academy. Mack didn’t let on that he had been hurt by that, but I saw he was.
“Thank you for your time,” Detective Turner says and ends the call.
I drop the phone in my lap and stare down at it. What the fuck was that? Last night begins to come back to me. I had been half-asleep when Ardan said he would make this go away for me and Carson.
“Did he do this?” I gasp to myself. “No fucking way.”
I jump up out of bed and carefully make my way across the little landing over the pool and then down the stairs. With my hands on my hips, I look from left to right trying to figure out which way he pointed to for the bathroom.
Okay, magic. If I have you, please help me not pee on myself. Show me the bathroom, please.
A pulsing starts in my belly. I grab hold of the feeling and repeat my chant, hoping to God I don’t piss myself. I fist-pump when the door pops open and the light comes on in the room to my right. I rush for the door and step into a bathroom that’s just as jaw-dropping as the bedroom. Ardan has good taste.
I pull a face and bob my head as I look around. When I note the water closet, I rush in and sit on the toilet. My eyes cross as I relieve myself.
I palm my forehead as the events of the last month run through my mind. Maybe I should talk to Ardan about those visions. I can’t help but wonder if they have something to do with my magic.
“My magic. Ain’t that some shit?” I snort.
I finish my business and go to wash my hands and see if he has any toothpaste. A smile comes to my lips when I find a little care package waiting for me with a note.
Good morning, baby girl,
I wanted you to sleep as long as you wanted. I thought of some things a human mate might need. I’m not sure if you know much about using your magic for these things. Something I want to help you with when you’re ready. For now, here’s everything I could think of. I’ll be in my office or in the main hall. Come find me when you’re ready. Remember you can call for me if you need help. Although I know you won’t.
Your Mate,
Ardan
I smile and shake my head. I think to call for him just to prove him wrong. Instead, I begin to dig through the basket. I pull out a new toothbrush and a tube of toothpaste.
I lift a brow when I find my brand of deodorant and bodywash. A laugh bursts from my lips when I find my signature long T-shirt and jeans at the bottom of the basket.
“Okay, Ardan, I see you,” I murmur and nod as I get to work cleaning myself up and getting dressed.
I love this bathroom. The shower is a godsend as the warm spray rains down on me, loosening my muscles. I find myself singing in the shower and shaking my hips.
“I could get used to this.”