Co-authored
with the talented bestselling Author Kimberly Gould, please enjoy this
(unedited) taste of
Darkness of Light (In The Dream, Book One) a YA/NA
Paranormal Romance coming in 2017!
Cover Art by
Willsin Rowe
“What I mean is—”
He stepped closer, running his hand down her bare arm.
Sunshine and
summer heat didn’t prevent goosebumps breaking out over her skin. He stood
close enough that if either of them inhaled deeply their chests would touch.
“You’ll be around
for while.”
Her breath caught
and she licked her lips.
Lucius mirrored
her and bent slightly. For a second, she thought he’d kiss her and she closed
her eyes both to imagine that and encourage him to do it.
“Because—” Her
eyes popped open and she held back disappointment, only just. “There’s a mid-summer
festival on the twenty second. Everyone will be there and you should come,
too.”
“With you?” Had
she said that or just thought it?
“If you’d like.”
His hands played with her fingers and scarf caught between them. “What do I owe
you?” He pulled the cloth free, letting it flutter toward the counter.
Rev gave herself a
shake and rounded the counter to open the classic register. It couldn’t do more
than hold cash, but it fit the shop too well to replace. She also pulled out an
IPad and found the scarves in the inventory Dad had helped build for Grandma.
She changed the stock quantity from eleven to a ten and looked at the price.
“Twenty dollars.
Tax included. Do you have cash?” she asked, her finger hovering over the button
to release the drawer.
“Yep.” Lucius
passed over a twenty as well as a card with his phone number. “Let me know if
you want a tour of Littleton, or, y’know, something else.” His grin was like
the sun, bright and warm, blinding and melting. In an attempt to save herself
from one or both, she forced herself to look at the scarf and folded it,
placing it in a box.
Eventually, she
had to meet his eyes again; eyes as sultry as the July day. He wouldn’t have to
do much to charm her out of her panties—Pants! Her pants. Heat flaring in her
cheeks, she broke eye contact. “Yeah. I’ll call you.”
“Thanks.”
Oddly enraptured
by this stranger’s pull on her, she watching him, his strong back, tight
bottom, as he sauntered his way back out the glass door with a resounding
tinkle of the chimes.
Rev watched
through the door as Lucius encountered another man of similar age and coloring
outside the store. He even had the same tattoos on his arms. Both men were on
their toes, leaning forward and Lucius clenched his empty hand into a fist.
The other man
turned from Lucius to look through the glass straight at her and Rev froze in
place. He had brown eyes, too, but dark, deep and cold. Dark hair cut short,
this man had more curls than Lucius and his jaw was darker, shadows of stubble
beneath his nose and mouth.
Looking back to
Lucius, he shook a finger at him, said one last thing, and walked away. Lucius’
smile was gone, his brow furrowed as he turned and headed in the other
direction.
Rev spent the next
hour playing Candy Crush and trying to decide if the two were family or not.
Her game was interrupted by another call from Grandma.
“Aren’t you
supposed to be in surgery?”
“Aren’t you
supposed to mind your elders? You’re already in the pot from that last call.
You’re only turning up the heat. Now, who came in and what did they buy?”
Rev’s sigh would
be clear to her Grandmother. “A guy, Lucius. He came to get a birthday present
for his mom. He took one of the scarves.”
“Lucius? Lucius
Clearwater? Young thing, big smile?”
“Um, yes. He’s my
age.”
“Good Lord, is he
eighteen already? Yes, yes, I’m nearly done. You can wheel me out in a minute.”
“Grandma! Get off
the phone!”
“Fine. But, Rev,
Lacy Clearwater’s birthday is in October.”
“Really? Does
Lucius have a brother?”
The phone
disconnected but not before Rev heard the nurse trying to take it away. She
almost pitied the woman.
How would she find
out who the other man was? The card with Lucius’ number was still on the
counter. She had a good idea why he’d be buying a gift in July for a birthday
in October. She was flattered and interested in getting to know Lucius better.
“Clearwater…”
After searching online for Lucius Clearwater and finding beautiful, hilarious,
and adorable photos as old as five years, she was pretty sure he was a hometown
guy who loved his family.
Dark Eyes, for
lack of a better name, showed up in several of the family photos, but he was
untagged, giving her no indication of their relation or his name.
In any case, she
would be calling Lucius. Spending the night alone at Grandma’s wasn’t exactly
grabbing her imagination.
ISBN:
978-1-926514-88-8
Copyright ©2017
Gina Kincade and Kimberly Gould
