Page 64 of Wicked Allure
She glanced out the car window. She took in the passing scenery and realized they’d be at her home shortly. Her driver hadn’t really said a word since escorting her to the car. She tried to study him from the back seat, but he kept his head forward and his lips sealed.
“Have you worked for the general long?” Tomesha asked in an attempt to break the silence. She was curious of everything about Dru. When she’d walked through the inn when it was time for her to leave, she’d noticed a good amount of the warriors were absent. They must have gone with Dru. That comforted Tomesha. Whatever Dru was hunting, at least she wasn’t alone.
“I have,” he said.
Welp, she guessed he wasn’t going to elaborate. She fell back against seat and sighed. She’d hoped he’d share a little tidbit about working for Dru. She’d have loved to have a sense of the person the vampire was.
He took a turn that put them on her street. She gathered her bag into her lap and waited for him to pull up to the curb in front of the home. A few moments later, he parked the car and exited the vehicle. She glanced at the gloomy sky as he made his way around to her door. Fat drops of rain splatted against the windows.
“Just great. Rain.” She’d hoped it would have blown over, but by the looks of the sky, they were due for another storm. Normally she wouldn’t mind. She liked cuddling on the couch near the front window and watching the clouds unload everything they had to offer. Lightning and thunder never scared her. She lived for a good storm. She always felt relaxed while Mother Nature handled her business. Even as a child, she’d have her face pressed to the windows so she could watch for the streaks of electricity across the sky.
She just hoped that Dru wouldn’t change her mind about calling for her if the storm raged on.
Maybe she should have stayed at the inn. That way she could have waited. She could have sent a message to her brother and grandmother so they’d know she was working and safe.
“Thank you,” she said.
The driver stood with the door open and a hand outstretched, waiting for her. She slipped hers into his and allowed him to assist her. She settled the strap of her bag on her shoulder and smiled at him.
“If the general calls for me again, will you be the one to come pick me up?”
“I’m unsure, ma’am.” He stepped away from her and closed the door. He turned and folded his hands together, again dismissing her attempt at a conversation.
“Thanks again.” She made her way to the house.
The front door swung open, and Tarek stepped out onto the small porch. It was early afternoon, and she was shocked to see him home so soon.
“What are you doing here?”
“Not much work today. They sent practically everyone home.” Tarek eyed the vampire waiting by the vehicle. “Where are you coming from?”
“Work,” she replied.
“You fed another one of them?”
“Not now, Tarek.” She didn’t want to start another argument with her brother.
He folded his arms and eyed the man who’d driven her home.
She paused at the bottom of the stairs. “And if you must know, it was the same one as the other day.”
His gaze swung to her. He scowled then jogged down to the stairs. Questions lined his face, and she already knew what he was about to stay. She held up her hand.
“Not now, Tarek,” she repeated. She didn’t want the vampire listening and going back to report anything to Dru. She glanced back at him and nodded.
He bowed his head, walked around the car, and got in. The car pulled out of its spot and drove off.
“Who was that?” Tarek sniffed.
“Just the driver who brought me safely home.” She rested a hand on his forearm.
His expression softened.
She smiled at him. “I’m okay. Where’s Gran?”
“In the kitchen. She wanted to start supper a little early.”
“Well, I guess I’ll go help her.” Tomesha laughed.
