Total pages in book: 112
Estimated words: 113272 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 566(@200wpm)___ 453(@250wpm)___ 378(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 113272 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 566(@200wpm)___ 453(@250wpm)___ 378(@300wpm)
Well, not exactly an operation.
But if it was up to Kellan they would have kept running.
Sure you would have.
“Because they don’t sound like someone who lives here,” Eli said. “Most people here wouldn’t just kick you out unless they were sure that you had somewhere else to stay.”
“Um, right, it’s okay. It’s not a problem. I’ll figure something out.”
“Did you not have money for a hotel room?” Eli asked.
Good thinking. Maybe they could give her some and then move on their way with their consciences clear.
Yeah. That would work.
“I have enough money,” she said in a defensive voice.
Her fear seemed to be disappearing, her confidence growing. Either that or she was trying to mask it, to push it down deep.
“Then why are you in your car?” Eli asked. “The hotel has dog-friendly rooms.”
Although they might not be impressed with a dog whose stench reached up to the high heavens. Even Kellan’s nose wrinkled and he tried hard not to let outside factors affect him.
“Did he just fart?” Eli asked. “Or did the wind change?”
“Uh, it’s hard to tell,” the girl said. “It seems to be part of his . . . aroma. Maybe he rolled in something? I don’t think brown is his natural color. I tried to give him a bit of a wash, but it was difficult with just a small sink and no dog shampoo. Nothing was really open in town.”
No. Most things shut around five in this small-ass town. Unless you wanted a drink or some kink.
“Right,” Eli said, taking a step to the side. Kellan nearly snorted. His brother was obviously trying to find a spot to stand where the stench of dog wasn’t overwhelming.
“It will be easier to wash him in the hotel,” Eli stated.
She threw her hands up into the air. “Don’t you think I know that? The hotel doesn’t have any free rooms. I checked. I also rang around several more places in the next town and there was nothing. I could keep searching, but I’m tired and I don’t really like driving at night. So I thought I’d park here and see what I could find in the morning. Now, thank you very much for your concern, but I need to go back to sleep.”
“You’re not sleeping here,” Kellan said, making her jump.
Had she forgotten that he was there? He wanted to scold her. She needed to be more aware of her surroundings and who was in them.
He was dangerous and she shouldn’t be letting her guard down around him.
“Fine. I’ll drive to a different town.”
“Wait,” Eli said. “You’re not doing that either. You’re coming with us.”
She took a step back toward her car, finally seeming to show some self-preservation.
“What . . . what do you mean?” she asked nervously. “I don’t even know you guys. I’m not going anywhere with you.”
“First smart thing you’ve said,” Kellan replied.
“Kellan,” Eli warned.
“What? It is.”
“I don’t understand what the two of you want from me, but I’m not going anywhere with you. I’ll just get in my car and drive. Okay?”
Definitely nervous now.
“Freeze,” Kellan barked.
She froze. Satisfaction filled him as she obeyed.
“Kellan,” Eli said with a groan.
“What?” he asked. “You didn’t want her to leave, did you? I was helping.”
“You scared her.”
“She’s making a dumb decision.” If someone needed help making the correct decision, then why shouldn’t he use his powers for good?
“I don’t know why I just did what you said, but that isn’t happening again,” she said haughtily.
“We’ll see,” he replied. “Now, Eli is getting in your car with you and the stinky dog. I’ll call ahead to the hotel and get things sorted.”
“But there aren’t any rooms,” she said with exasperation. “How will you get things sorted?”
“I always find a way.”
4
Ialways find a way.
Was he for real right now?
What kind of arrogant statement was that? He always found a way to get what he wanted?
And now she was left with the bossy one.
Arabella sat in her car with a huff as he sat in the passenger seat. “I’m surprised you’re not insisting on driving.”
“I do prefer to drive,” he said. “We can swap.”
“My car, I drive.”
Eli hummed. “Unless you were mine. Then if my ass was in the car, I would be driving.”
She shot him a look. What the heck? If she was his?
“Lucky I’m not then, huh?”
Yeah except the thought of that isn’t as awful as you are trying to pretend it is. Is it?
She pushed that thought out of her head.
“Lucky? I wouldn’t say that. If you were mine you’d be very, very happy.”
What exactly did he mean?
Horse decided at the moment to poke his head out from the backseat between theirs and . . . fart.
The smell was so bad that her eyes watered and she had to turn on her car so she could lower her window.
Eli was choking as he attempted to lower his window.