Page 71 of Camriel
Chapter Thirty-Eight
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VICTORIA WOKE UP ATdawn with the birds, since they were so damn noisy.“Did I really dream about Camriel last night?”she asked the empty room as she sat up.She’d dreamed she was in his bedroom.He’d stared into her eyes and had cupped her cheek, then had apologized sincerely.It had been kind of sweet and she suspected she’d been astral projecting again.
“Ifthat’s what I do,” she said, still unconvinced.This dream had been different from usual.She hadn’t dreamed about an event that had already occurred, but about something that had been happening at that moment.Or so she figured.She would have to ask Cam if she’d just hallucinated it.“When I eventually fudging forgive him enough to talk to him again,” she muttered.The knight’s stupid antics were still too raw to contemplate speaking to him anytime soon.
She ate breakfast, drank it down with coffee and read a book until it was time to leave.Her short hair stuck up all over the place.Hair products weren’t something she’d bothered to take from the store.It wasn’t like she’d expected to run into anyone on the remote mountain.
Vic was relieved to find Camriel was gone when she reached the stone structure on the far side of the lake.“Where are the guys?”she asked when Zoe and Grace met her at the back entrance.
“We told them about your shower and they went to the resort to steal some stuff for us so we can duplicate it,” Grace replied.“Are you ready to learn how to drive?”she added.
“Abso-fudging-lutely,” Vic said with a grin.“It was a bit scary driving Cam’s big truck all by myself.”
“You’re lucky it’s an automatic,” Zoe told her.“I’ve heard stick shift is a lot harder to master.”
“Do they still even make those?”Grace asked, wrinkling her nose.
Zoe snickered and stopped in the kitchen briefly.“We thought it would be a good idea to take a thermos of coffee and some snacks,” she said, grabbing a backpack with the items pre-packed.
“You’re a goddess,” Victoria said, mentally smacking herself upside the head for not thinking of it as well.
“We put your weapons in our little red truck,” Grace told her when they headed for the front doorway.
“I can’t believe I forgot to take them home yesterday,” Victoria said, taking the keys the kid handed to her.
“You were a bit flustered,” Zoe reminded her.
Grace nodded solemnly, stopping beside the truck.“I mean, Cam did try to ravage you while he was wearing the godawful purple suit and stupid ruffled blue blouse.”
The cambions all cracked up, laughing so hard they had to wipe tears away.He thought you two were so moved at how romantic he was that you were crying,” Vic told them.
Grace cackled again and Zoe had to lean against the truck for support.“He’s so utterly clueless, but thinks he’s Romeo,” Zoe said once she’d regained control.
“Okay, in you get,” Grace said, indicating the driver’s door, still giggling a bit.She got into the back and slid over to sit between the front seats.
Zoe and Grace gave their new friend a tutorial on how to adjust her seat, mirrors and the basics of how to drive.The wrestler had already figured most of it out, but listened intently anyway.She slowly and cautiously drove past the first boulder, glad it had been moved from its original position.Her confidence surged after she swung around the second boulder next to the road.
“Don’t drive too fast,” Zoe warned her when she picked up speed.“There are a lot of fallen rocks and some landslides ahead.”From the scrape marks on the asphalt, some of the larger debris had been moved.They must have used their bulldozer.
