Total pages in book: 129
Estimated words: 121339 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 607(@200wpm)___ 485(@250wpm)___ 404(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 121339 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 607(@200wpm)___ 485(@250wpm)___ 404(@300wpm)
If they wanted a bigger space to hang out in, they visited Lexi and Kieran near the water, or they all gathered here. Just as Daisy had thought, they all fit in. They all got along. The integration had been seamless. Her circle of trust had grown, and it was the center of her whole life.
Kieran snaked his arm around Lexi’s waist, kissing her temple and then looking over her shoulder at the dress.
“That’s really pretty, baby,” he said offhandedly.
Lexi huffed at him, making Bria laugh. “I mean, yes, it is. But…it just hangs weird.”
“Did you tell her to stop doom-hunching?” Daisy asked Tarian. “You have to tell her to straighten up or else she makes the item not fit right.”
Lexi glared at her.
Jack returned with a smile. He clapped his hands before rubbing them. “Okay, let’s get this show on the road. Who’s helping? Just kidding, that was rhetorical. Daisy, the celery won’t chop itself.”
“Here, I got it.” Tarian gently moved her out of the way. He took her seat and pulled her to his side so she leaned against him.
“Good man.” Jack handed off the celery. “Who is making the salad? Bria?”
“Make the salad, Jerry,” she said.
“Yeah, Jerry,” Niall intoned, quick to pick up all the banter and always giddy when participating. The guys loved him for it. “You can’t just sit there and play with your rocks all day.”
Several people laughed as Jerry took a seat at the corner of the table and ignored them like usual. Somehow, that always made it funnier.
People roamed, many heading out of the packed kitchen to the living room. Those who stayed helped with the food prep. Kieran opened a bottle of wine and passed around glasses.
Do you still think you made the right decision? Daisy asked Tarian as she drank in his proximity.
Yes, though next time, I’m going to have a better plan of attack.
She laughed, running her hand along the back of his neck. His hair was still long, though not straightened. He wore it a little wild, and it looked just as handsome as always. No, not taking Lexi shopping. I mean…the human world. With us. Are the Fallen still okay?
He stopped cutting and reached around, wrapping his arm around her upper legs and pulling her in tighter. They are absolutely loving it. There is a freedom here that we don’t have in Faerie. A looseness to the people. They are still brutal and vicious, but more secretive and refined about it. I like that. I love it here.
If only for the plumbing, am I right?
He laughed. If only for the plumbing. And for you. He pulled her around for a kiss, light at first and then quickly turning passionate.
“Ew,” Bria said with a grin.
Someone shouted. Loud thumps echoed into the kitchen. Everyone paused. Kieran’s crew all turned and looked at her. Lexi glowered.
“What was that?” Niall asked, half standing.
“Daisy!” Lexi said. “What did you do?”
“Nothing.” Daisy waved it away. “I rigged a trap for Mordecai. He really should pay better attention. The stairs are his nemesis. He’ll be fine.”
“Daisy!” Mordecai yelled.
Home sweet home.
The End.