Chapter Four
Zephyr laughed at heras she sniffed and examined and palm-weighed each vegetable or fruit.She helped carry the groceries and ice cream as Hemma grabbed some junk food from a selection of kiosks, including some for Ekbert.
They were loading everything into the car when Zephyr felt a familiar presence.A wide masculine hand helped her tuck the food away, and Zephyr turned to face him.“Hey, Trisk.”
He leaned in and kissed her.She felt the crackle of energy against her lips.She enjoyed it for a moment before she leaned back.“What are you doing here?”
“You finally left a trace I could find, so I followed it.”
Hemma’s voice said, “Are you going to introduce us?”
Zephyr smiled.“Trisk, this is my friend Hemma.Hemma, this is Trisk.”
“Cool.Is he going to be in town during the party?I think we could slot them into a spot.”
Zephyr muttered, “Are you pimping me out for a performance?”
“Yes.You want him, you just don’t want to want him because he’s a three-for-one deal.”
“Why are you so glib all of a sudden?”
“Eighteen, Zephyr.Eight-fucking-teen.”
“Oh, right.I guess three isn’t that bad.”
“As long as they save the triple threat for when you have already got acquainted with them individually.”
Trisk looked at Hemma.“That is...reasonable.”
Zephyr blinked.“Seriously?That is all I had to do?”
“Well, your leaving got my attention.”
Zephyr looked at him: blond hair, tanned skin, thick neck, and silver eyes.The rest of him was broad, thick, and really warm for a storm made flesh.
“Did you have to go talk to the prefect to get access to run around?”
