Read Online Inferno Anthology by Jessica Sorensen, Aleatha Romig, Kailin Gow, Cassia Leo, Lacey Weatherford, Liv Morris, Vi Keeland, Kimberly Knight, Addison Moore, Laurelin Paige - Free Book Online
Authors: Jessica Sorensen, Aleatha Romig, Kailin Gow, Cassia Leo, Lacey Weatherford, Liv Morris, Vi Keeland, Kimberly Knight, Addison Moore, Laurelin Paige
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the view was breathtaking, going out into the world would do her some good. “I can’t promise you I’ll be able to go far, but I’d love to get out.”
“Come on, then. I have the perfect place to take you.”
Trusting him implicitly, she hurried to change into the pretty yellow summer dress she’d not yet had a chance to wear and grabbed her thick green cardigan to fend off the coming chill as the day wore on.
“I must say, it’s good to see you out of those pajamas,” Errol said as he eyed her with approval.
He guided her down to the streets and turned East on Emeriau then meandered up one street and down another.
“It’s such a beautiful city,” Taryn mused as she looked all around her. Every street was an endless source of inspiration and awe. She was charmed by the architecture of the homes and awed by the heavenly scents that assailed her nostrils from every bistro. “You must really miss it when you go back to the States.”
He nodded as they arrived at the base of the Eiffel Tower. “Few cities can boast of something as spectacular.”
Hundreds of people milled around the tower, mostly tourists eager to get a snapshot or take a tour up, but also a lot of locals, stopping for a bite to eat or a relaxed moment in the late afternoon sun.
“How ‘bout a ride up?”
“Really?” She looked straight up at the tower. “It’s so high. I don’t know if I’ll be able to stomach the ride.”
“I’ll be there to catch you if you fall.”
“Falling isn’t really what I’m concerned about.”
“Okay,” he said with a wry grin. “I’ll be there to pick up after you if you get sick.”
As they approached to get a ticket, Taryn sighed with disappointment. “Look, Errol. The sign says they’ve already sold out for today.”
“Stay right here,” he ordered.
Before she could protest, he walked away and headed straight to the ticket booth. Moment’s later he returned. “Two tickets to the top.”
“But… How’d you…?”
“Being a world famous top chef sometimes has its privileges.”
They boarded the next elevator with several other tourists.
Feeling a little green, Taryn leaned into Errol as the elevator took off.
“You okay?”
“Yeah.” She straightened up and dared a view of the ever shrinking buildings as the elevator rose higher and higher. The horizon was constantly pushed back further offering a view of the l’Arc de Triomphe then the parks and homes beyond it until finally all of Paris and beyond came into view.
The ride itself was easy and smooth, but the shaky stop once again had Taryn leaning into Errol. The moment the doors opened, she jumped out, eager to get away from the crowd and breathe an abundance of fresh air. A group of tourists, waiting to return back down, parted like the Red Sea as she plowed through them and rushed to the banister that surrounded the viewing area.
“ Pardonnez-moi ,” she said over and over again as she turned to apologize to the crowd.
Most smiled sympathetically, while others openly glared at her. One older woman dared a ‘ maudite Americaine .’
“Don’t worry about her,” Errol said as he came to Taryn’s side and put his arm around her.
“Sorry. That last little jump of the elevator nearly did me in.”
“I have to admit, I’m happy you were able to contain yourself.”
She smiled at him. “Well put.”
“Now,” he said with mock exasperation. “Enough talk of your tumultuous belly and let’s take in this view.”
Taryn looked out as far as she could see and let out a dreamy sigh.
“Bet a view from the Empire State Building never looked this good.”
“Don’t knock the Empire. It’s pretty iconic in its own right.”
“I’m just saying…”
“It is beautiful,” she admitted as she turned to face the cool breeze.
“Come on. Let’s see what the other side has to offer.”
A young amorous couple leaned against the banister, their eyes melting over one another. Standing almost nose to
“Come on, then. I have the perfect place to take you.”
Trusting him implicitly, she hurried to change into the pretty yellow summer dress she’d not yet had a chance to wear and grabbed her thick green cardigan to fend off the coming chill as the day wore on.
“I must say, it’s good to see you out of those pajamas,” Errol said as he eyed her with approval.
He guided her down to the streets and turned East on Emeriau then meandered up one street and down another.
“It’s such a beautiful city,” Taryn mused as she looked all around her. Every street was an endless source of inspiration and awe. She was charmed by the architecture of the homes and awed by the heavenly scents that assailed her nostrils from every bistro. “You must really miss it when you go back to the States.”
He nodded as they arrived at the base of the Eiffel Tower. “Few cities can boast of something as spectacular.”
Hundreds of people milled around the tower, mostly tourists eager to get a snapshot or take a tour up, but also a lot of locals, stopping for a bite to eat or a relaxed moment in the late afternoon sun.
“How ‘bout a ride up?”
“Really?” She looked straight up at the tower. “It’s so high. I don’t know if I’ll be able to stomach the ride.”
“I’ll be there to catch you if you fall.”
“Falling isn’t really what I’m concerned about.”
“Okay,” he said with a wry grin. “I’ll be there to pick up after you if you get sick.”
As they approached to get a ticket, Taryn sighed with disappointment. “Look, Errol. The sign says they’ve already sold out for today.”
“Stay right here,” he ordered.
Before she could protest, he walked away and headed straight to the ticket booth. Moment’s later he returned. “Two tickets to the top.”
“But… How’d you…?”
“Being a world famous top chef sometimes has its privileges.”
They boarded the next elevator with several other tourists.
Feeling a little green, Taryn leaned into Errol as the elevator took off.
“You okay?”
“Yeah.” She straightened up and dared a view of the ever shrinking buildings as the elevator rose higher and higher. The horizon was constantly pushed back further offering a view of the l’Arc de Triomphe then the parks and homes beyond it until finally all of Paris and beyond came into view.
The ride itself was easy and smooth, but the shaky stop once again had Taryn leaning into Errol. The moment the doors opened, she jumped out, eager to get away from the crowd and breathe an abundance of fresh air. A group of tourists, waiting to return back down, parted like the Red Sea as she plowed through them and rushed to the banister that surrounded the viewing area.
“ Pardonnez-moi ,” she said over and over again as she turned to apologize to the crowd.
Most smiled sympathetically, while others openly glared at her. One older woman dared a ‘ maudite Americaine .’
“Don’t worry about her,” Errol said as he came to Taryn’s side and put his arm around her.
“Sorry. That last little jump of the elevator nearly did me in.”
“I have to admit, I’m happy you were able to contain yourself.”
She smiled at him. “Well put.”
“Now,” he said with mock exasperation. “Enough talk of your tumultuous belly and let’s take in this view.”
Taryn looked out as far as she could see and let out a dreamy sigh.
“Bet a view from the Empire State Building never looked this good.”
“Don’t knock the Empire. It’s pretty iconic in its own right.”
“I’m just saying…”
“It is beautiful,” she admitted as she turned to face the cool breeze.
“Come on. Let’s see what the other side has to offer.”
A young amorous couple leaned against the banister, their eyes melting over one another. Standing almost nose to
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