Page 14 of Lunar Desires
Drake sat beside me, stroking my back.
Molly smiled at his action. “So cute. That’s what I like to see.”
Drake laughed. “Meaning what?”
“Meaning it’s about time you found someone to get your pecker up.”
My cheeks heated as I giggled.
“Molly,” Drake warned.
“What?” She retrieved a box of teabags from the middle cupboard. “You think I can’t feel the tickle of lovey dovey?”
I giggled again, my face probably lobster red.
Being in her company held the power to unwind me. In the good way. Now my instincts told me she was a good egg. An egg plastered in rock star decoupage and tied off with a pink ribbon.
Drake huffed, shaking his head.
Things might not be official between us, and we still needed to discuss him leaving, but there was no denying the attraction, the desire for more.
I bumped his knee with mine, facing him as he turned to face me.
He smiled, I smiled, the distance between our lips short. If it weren’t for Molly, I’d be climbing into his lap and?—
Images of Waterloo blazed across my mind, giving me whiplash, pain lancing through my forehead.
“Crap…” I breathed, pinching the bridge of my nose.
People almost died. Rhianna Kingwood almost had me. If it wasn’t for the soul bond, she would have. I had no right to be thinking about straddling Drake. How about taking a moment to let the bad stuff sink in? Oh, and shove a pin in my damn desires?
“You need a phone?” Molly asked. “There’s one in the coffee table drawer.”
“Thanks,” Drake said, fetching a small phone with buttons and a tiny screen from about fifteen years ago.
The goblin hadn’t asked any questions about who I was. Did she know already, reading a lot more of me than she let on? Ordid she trust Drake enough to allow him to bring anyone into her comic book shop?
Ugh. Here came bubbles of anxiety. Again.
Drake handed the phone to me, seeing as I knew Isaac’s number.
With trembling hands, I pushed the buttons. It rang three times before my brother’s voice answered.
“Who is this?”he questioned, his accent a blend of British and American.
Relief made my face tingle. “It’s Riley.”
“Thank fuck!”he roared.“Where are you?”Voices in the background.“It’s him.”Crackling down the line.“Are you okay?”
I swallowed a lump, explaining how I’d ended up here.
“Fuck me hard. Okay. Alice and April will pick you up. Hang tight.”
“Wait. The whole road’s blocked by witchcops. They won’t get in.”
“Fuck it. Hang on.”Rustling, chatter, then he came back on the line.“Erin wants to speak to the goblin.”
“Okay.” I held out the phone. “Molly?”
