“Let the experiences come as they may and try not to get hung up on them. You’re doing great.” His stormy eyes brightened… and not just from the sunrise hitting him. “I’ve got a feeling everything is going to be better than your imagination could ever conjure up.”
“I hope so.”
“I know so.” He smiled confidently, and I nodded.
If he could believe it, then I could too.
We both watched the sun rise higher over the lake and gasped as a pink sea serpent broke the water line and flipped into the air like a performing dolphin. It didn’t look like any animal I’d seen except maybe in children’s fantasy books.
I was both in awe and scared.
A smaller version of the one that disappeared beneath the surface jumped up and made whale-like noises. We watched in silence for five more minutes, our bodies leaning against the railings to get a closer look.
“So, there’re magical sea creatures in the lake now?” I asked, not remembering any notes to stay out of the water in case of sea beasts on the website.
“It appears so.”
“We should probably tell someone.”
“We should.”
Rylan and I briskly walked back to the castle, and I felt the confidence of his words ease my worries with each step.
Things were only going to get better from here.
Chapter Fifteen
A Temperance pretzel… sounds fun
“Oh, yes. Rylan, oh.” His hands slid over my stomach, effectively pinning me down as his tongue did wicked things to my sex.
His stormy eyes watched me as he licked and sucked, and his fingers fucked.
I was gonna…
Something smacked me in the face, and I woke up.
“What the hell?” I shot up and felt a light weight fall into my lap.
“You were groaning. I was worried,” a soft voice broke through the dreamy haze lingering over my conscious mind.
I looked down to see my little familiar I’d named Edith.
Tarrin was right. Eventually she’d talk to me. And boy does she talk.
She slithered onto my hand, and I lifted her to my eye level to tell her gently, “I’m okay. It was just a dream.”
She wrapped around my finger and squeezed. A sweet snake-y hug.
We’d been together for three days, and I already felt like I couldn’t live without this dramatic, little noodle. While I wasn’t surprised when she started speaking, I was shocked when she spoke in full sentences. She was days old but had the mind and attitude of a pre-teen.
It was like mothering Piper all over again.
Which I secretly loved.
A commotion from the bathroom grabbed my attention, and Remy stepped out wearing a sports bra and yoga pants combo with a new hairstyle.
“Ooooh, I love your hair like that.”
