Page 131 of Lunar Diamonds
He kissed my cheek. “Yes. Are you?”
Isaac was really gone, and a strange, ominous prickle itched across my scalp.
“No news is good news, right?” I answered. Seeing as no one had popped by to tell me we were screwed because the High Coven knew everything, I took that as another uneasy win.
He kissed me again. “What do you want to do?”
I drew down more of the new moon, brimming with renewed power. But it did nothing to assuage my apprehensions about, well, everything.
“I don’t know,” I answered. “Bake more cookies?”
He chuckled. “That might help.” He reached around to rub my back.
I crossed my ankles. “What if I did the same as Isaac? Just went home? Would you…” Was I really about to ask him this? “Would you want to move in with me?”
Not that he had a choice.
Could we live in such a small space? My flat wasn’t this mansion. We’d have to function with one bathroom, one bedroom, and I didn’t know if I wanted that. Yet.
Or did I? We’d already crossed one threshold, why not another?
But what if we ended up hating each other? There would no way to escape, always drawn back to this forced proximity for the next ten years.
What if it’s the beginning of something beautiful?
“I will,” he answered so sweetly, giving me that winning smile.
“Wow. I—” I stopped, mad with myself for forgetting about the fate of the city.
There’d be no moving in with anyone. Coldharbour faced a nasty future in five days.
Crap. I couldn’t sit by and let that happen.
“What’s wrong?” Drake asked, picking up on my anguish.
I told him.
He kissed the back of my right hand. “Noble.”
I barely felt his lips. “I have to speak to Erin. I’m thinking we should report this to the High Coven. They can stop it.”
Drake nodded. “Alright.”
“Is it too late, though?”
“I’ll follow your lead.”
I thought for a moment. “If she’s asleep, a walk will do me good. Do you mind walking?”
He kissed my lips. “I’ll do whatever you want.”
The guy made acquiescence hot.
Together and dressed, we headed for Erin’s bedroom on the south side of the mansion. Not hand in hand, even though that would’ve been fabulous.
Heavy silence lingered in every hallway, the hairs on my arms prickling along with my scalp.
Something wasn’t right.
