Page 91 of Crave Me
Mmm,I hummed, inhaling the sweet scent of hot chocolate. The fragrance tickled my nose, the notes of caramel and marshmallow soon following.
I opened one eye to find the source of goodness sitting on the nightstand beside me in some sort of enchanted mug.
Along with a note.
Careful. It’s spiked.
—V
I sat up, eager to try this decadent gift, and immediately picked up the tantalizing drink and took a sip.
“Stars,” I moaned, in love with this amazingly crafted beverage. “It tastes like an orgasm in a cup.”
“I can see that,” a female voice drawled, snapping my attention to the woman standing in the doorway to the bedroom.
I’d been so focused on the aromatic breakfast gift that I hadn’t even thought to evaluate my surroundings.
“Good morning, Twinkly,” she greeted.
“Hello, Flower Fae,” I murmured, relaxing against the headboard with my drink. “Back on babysitting duty again?”
“Not exactly,” she said slowly, frowning a bit. “Do you remember anything that happened yesterday?”
I took another sip of my hot chocolate, my lips curling into a secret smile. “I certainly remember last night.” And the beautiful connection Vesperus and I had created.
His spirit had energized mine, making me feel alive in a way I’d so badly needed.
I nearly sighed, pleased by our bond and the vivacious way it thrived between us.
Except the reason behind that stark need—the cause of my weak state—had my lips curling downward.
I’d nearly died.Because of a single bullet.I rubbed my sternum, the hint of yesterday’s attack lingering in my mind.
“I was shot,” I said slowly. “And… and there was a woman.” I could picture her standing in the alleyway, surrounded in darkness, radiating her pain. “She was so broken.” As though her soul had been ripped to pieces.
I set my mug down, the reminder of her presence sending a chill down my spine.
“A woman?” Cara repeated.
I nodded. “Hidden in the shadows.”
“That’s who shot you? It was a woman?”
My frown deepened as I shook my head. “No. I don’t think so. She didn’t have a gun. But my medallion was circling her frantically. I…”
I pictured the scene, trying to remember exactly what had happened.
“I was focused on her when something or someone shot me from another angle. It wasn’t her.” Yet she was involved somehow because she’d been there. “She watched it all happen.” While cloaking herself in darkness.
Who are you?I wondered.And why was my medallion magic swirling around you?
Maybe Vesperus has a repository of images somewhere, something to help me find or locate the woman.
Or maybe I could go back to the same spot to find her.
But with some armor this time,I thought, my eyebrows pulling down. Because Cara’s question about the woman told me they didn’t know who had shot me. Or how it had nearly killed me.
I looked at Cara. “Where’s Vesperus?”
