A pair of slippers sat beside the chair, along with an open book lying beside a cup of still steaming tea.
I’d interrupted some R&R time. “Sorry to yank you out of your relaxation.”
She waved a hand at me and didn’t peek up from the fridge. “This is more important.”
When she rose, she held three small bottles. “Do you remember everything from last time?”
“Two-hour time limit.”
Moira nodded. “Never take more than two of these together in less than twenty-four hours.”
I frowned. “Why not?”
“You’ll hurl. Everywhere. All the time.” She nodded, and I didn’t ask her if she knew that tidbit from personal experience.
“Got it.” I tucked the bottles into my purse. “Thank you for these. What can I do for you?”
She rolled her eyes. “Let me get back to my reading.”
“Moira. This was a huge favor.”
She shrugged. “Caelan will reimburse me. If you can hide these from the other Lords, that would be helpful. I don’t need any of them coming to my door.”
“Like Soren?” I teased.
She snorted. “Get out of here. Go find your hot healer.”
I scooted out the door after a quick kiss on her cheek and got into my car. Before pulling out, I texted Caelan.
Got three. Where are you? I’ll come to you. Don’t tell the others about these.
THREE?
Yup. You’re lucky to be so well connected. But it’s going to cost you.
I’ll pay in handcuffs and ropes.
I swallowed hard.
Sorry. Money this time. These are not cheap.
As long as the handcuffs and ropes come later.
We’ll see.
The next message was an address. I drove home and hurried inside to pack the potions in a small towel to keep them from breaking in case I landed hard again when I used the first one.
Then I changed my clothes because Midwest territory had a far different climate than Joy Springs. Thermal underwear under my jeans and sweater, and a pair of thick wool socks and waterproof boots topped with a bulky jacket completed my outfit.
Send me a picture of where you are, away from everyone, preferably,I texted.The faster we can leave, the better chance we have of finding him.
Less than a minute later, Caelan sent a selfie of himself close to a copse of trees with an identifiable landmark. He was still around the hotel area, but no one would see me pop in.
Unless I had extremely bad luck, which was possible.
Shaking those worries off, I uncapped the first potion and drank it down, thinking of Caelan and those trees.
The world fell out from underneath my feet.
