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Authors: Mallory Crowe
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did you say to the demon who called you beautiful? Why was there a thrill shooting through her at the thought of him believing that she was attractive?
It was a long while after that before she spoke again.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Extravagant was an understatement for the hotel room that Muriel walked into six hours later. High ceilings added to the illusion of size while two floor-to-ceiling windows gave an amazing view of the man-made pond behind the hotel. She wasn’t sure exactly where they were, but she knew they were a bit west of Dallas, Texas. Kier hadn’t wanted to go too far from a big city because he wanted to make sure they got a nice room.
Mission accomplished.
The king-sized bed was the focus of the room, and a large sitting room with a comfortable looking couch and two plush recliners filled out the space. Beautiful arrangements of fresh flowers decorated almost every flat surface. As she looked around the room, Muriel wondered whether this suite was bigger than the house she had just abandoned.
Kier walked over to the dresser and set down his jacket. The worn leather had been concealing their joined hands and the bloody machete. With some creative maneuvering, they were able to sneak the dirty weapon into the posh room without anyone calling the police on them. Muriel wondered what the hotel staff thought of Kier booking the presidential suite with some strange woman in her pajamas. As long as he gave a credit card that wasn’t declined, she supposed they didn’t care.
Muriel stared longingly at the bed. She didn’t understand why she was so exhausted, considering she hadn’t done anything but sit in a car for the past six hours. Kier must have noticed her staring at the bed. “No sleep yet. We should shower first, unless you like the feel of dried blood in your hair.”
Muriel grimaced at the thought. Decapitation was a bloody business, and neither of them had left her house without a good amount of red drops scattered over their faces and clothes. Kier could just conjure himself a clean set of clothes, but Muriel had to change shirts while they were on the road and duck into a truck stop bathroom to clean off her face. Hair was not as easy to clean during a road trip.
Kier had promised not to look as she used the borrowed magic to change shirts, but she had her doubts about his compliance. He looked much too smug afterwards. It wasn’t the first time he had seen her shirtless and, thanks to her plan for revenge, it wouldn’t be the last. In the interest of avoiding any additional drama, she didn’t call him out on it.
Now that he brought up the shower, she had to face the idea that he was going to see a lot more than a peek. Planning her revenge, she had known he would see her naked, but she never imagined that she would be so enticed by him. She never even entertained the notion that she could be attracted to such a man. It was one thing to worry whether he would keep his hands to himself, but she wasn’t so sure she could keep her hands off him.
Now or never . “Give me a moment.” She plugged in her emergency phone to charge.
“Are you sure that can’t be tracked?”
“It’s a prepaid phone. Only one person has the number,” she assured him. She really should have kept it charged and ready at all times, but considering she hadn’t used it in years and only checked it once a month for missed text messages, there was no point.
She did have an emergency email that she checked more often, not that it did her much good now. She hadn’t had time to check it for two days, and at the moment, she had no access to it. The hotel probably had a computer she could use, but that would have to wait.
“Samuel?” he asked.
Muriel nodded, seeing no reason to hide it. It was well known that she had been Samuel’s main guardian for years. When Samuel rebelled against the idea of a guardian angel, she sent Ava to watch over him. Ava was a soul trapped in Purgatory, on the border between being
It was a long while after that before she spoke again.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Extravagant was an understatement for the hotel room that Muriel walked into six hours later. High ceilings added to the illusion of size while two floor-to-ceiling windows gave an amazing view of the man-made pond behind the hotel. She wasn’t sure exactly where they were, but she knew they were a bit west of Dallas, Texas. Kier hadn’t wanted to go too far from a big city because he wanted to make sure they got a nice room.
Mission accomplished.
The king-sized bed was the focus of the room, and a large sitting room with a comfortable looking couch and two plush recliners filled out the space. Beautiful arrangements of fresh flowers decorated almost every flat surface. As she looked around the room, Muriel wondered whether this suite was bigger than the house she had just abandoned.
Kier walked over to the dresser and set down his jacket. The worn leather had been concealing their joined hands and the bloody machete. With some creative maneuvering, they were able to sneak the dirty weapon into the posh room without anyone calling the police on them. Muriel wondered what the hotel staff thought of Kier booking the presidential suite with some strange woman in her pajamas. As long as he gave a credit card that wasn’t declined, she supposed they didn’t care.
Muriel stared longingly at the bed. She didn’t understand why she was so exhausted, considering she hadn’t done anything but sit in a car for the past six hours. Kier must have noticed her staring at the bed. “No sleep yet. We should shower first, unless you like the feel of dried blood in your hair.”
Muriel grimaced at the thought. Decapitation was a bloody business, and neither of them had left her house without a good amount of red drops scattered over their faces and clothes. Kier could just conjure himself a clean set of clothes, but Muriel had to change shirts while they were on the road and duck into a truck stop bathroom to clean off her face. Hair was not as easy to clean during a road trip.
Kier had promised not to look as she used the borrowed magic to change shirts, but she had her doubts about his compliance. He looked much too smug afterwards. It wasn’t the first time he had seen her shirtless and, thanks to her plan for revenge, it wouldn’t be the last. In the interest of avoiding any additional drama, she didn’t call him out on it.
Now that he brought up the shower, she had to face the idea that he was going to see a lot more than a peek. Planning her revenge, she had known he would see her naked, but she never imagined that she would be so enticed by him. She never even entertained the notion that she could be attracted to such a man. It was one thing to worry whether he would keep his hands to himself, but she wasn’t so sure she could keep her hands off him.
Now or never . “Give me a moment.” She plugged in her emergency phone to charge.
“Are you sure that can’t be tracked?”
“It’s a prepaid phone. Only one person has the number,” she assured him. She really should have kept it charged and ready at all times, but considering she hadn’t used it in years and only checked it once a month for missed text messages, there was no point.
She did have an emergency email that she checked more often, not that it did her much good now. She hadn’t had time to check it for two days, and at the moment, she had no access to it. The hotel probably had a computer she could use, but that would have to wait.
“Samuel?” he asked.
Muriel nodded, seeing no reason to hide it. It was well known that she had been Samuel’s main guardian for years. When Samuel rebelled against the idea of a guardian angel, she sent Ava to watch over him. Ava was a soul trapped in Purgatory, on the border between being
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