“Holy crap, yes, I swear. I can’t, remember. I can’t associate casually like that or we blow the cover—damn. Who cares about that? Whose bed?”
“Master Rilen—”
“Oh, gods!” Jallina laughed. “Are you serious?”
“—and Master Roran.”
Her jaw hit the table. “Wait. Both of them?”
I cleared my throat. “At the same time.”
She turned her head to an angle. “Same-same time or just same.”
“Just same, for now.”
“For now.” She started laughing. “Oh, gods, Kimber. I never would have guessed! Not you!”
Neither had I. Both of them, and they were seriously into me. They could barely keep their hands off me. I liked it.
“They left yesterday morning for the Northern Temple, and I didn’t know what to do with myself,” I admitted.
“Oh, I understand. When Drez has an assignment overnight, I’m completely bereft without him there. The bed is too big, the dark is too dark, and the silence is too loud.”
“That’s exactly it. They’ll be back in about three days, but meanwhile, I don’t know what to do.”
“Relax. Rejuvenate. If Drez and I in bed are any indication of what it’s like in your bed,” Jallina grinned and rested her chin on her hands.
“And I have two of them all over me.”
Jallina sat back and grabbed her tea. “Aren’t you exhausted?”
“Not really.” I tipped my head. “I’m getting some damn good thigh workouts.”
She almost spit her coffee out.
Then the café popped and jerked. Several glasses crashed to the ground, and several people let out gasps of terror.
Jallina stared at me for a moment and then leapt to her feet. She snatched my hand and pulled me toward the door.
The second part of the tremor started, and the building moved from side to side.
I followed Jallina out and turned my head to look at the Spine.
“Yellow.”
“What? No, Kimber, come on. Get away from the building, you’re going to get crushed. Drez isn’t here to help me this time.”
“I don’t need help to stop this.” I smiled benevolently.
“What?”
“This is another magic tremor.”
“Yes, I know, and there’s—” She stopped dead and stared at me. “Oh.”
I grabbed her hand and walked over to a bench across the street in the park. I sat her down and faced the mountain.
“Even happiness and hope aren’t the only things that should bring down the mountain,” I whispered, tossing the words into the magic and allowing them to be pulled along.
