Page 102 of Isle of the Forgotten


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Silas pulls away with a grin. “You know, I should be mad that I’m taking you home so that you can spend the whole day with another man.”

“I don’t have time for your ridiculous jealousy.”

Silas grabs me again, making me yelp as he flips us, landing on top of me this time. Both of his hands land next to my head, and he presses his hips against mine. An excited thrill rushes through me, and the urge to stay here churns inside me.

“I’m not jealous.” He kisses my neck.

“Oh, yes, you are.”

He continues to kiss me, moving up to my jaw.

“Me, running off with a handsome man. You should feel envious.”

He hums.

“What if Larkin captures my heart and I leave you for good, Mr. Nastronde?"

His eyes narrow. "You’re pushing it, Briar," Silas teases. “Don’t make me kill Larkin this early in the morning; that would really put a damper on my day.”

I press my lips against his. Silas’s hands quickly become tangled in my hair, like he’s making sure to mark me before my day begins.

“Let’s go. I have a hot date,” I joke.

“That’s it.” Silas tickles my waist, and a laugh leaves my throat. “I’m killing him.”

Silas moves off me and extends his hand to help me stand.

“You can come with us if you’d like,” I offer an invitation.

He messes with his hair. “I’m going to stay back and talk to my mother about the Archives. We need to cover as much ground as we can these next few days.”

“Please don’t say anything about Yara,” I plead.

“I won’t.” He huffs a laugh. “Trust me, that’s not a conversation I want to have with my mother. I’ll make plans forMaines and Oak today, too. It’s going to take all of us to get ready for what’s coming.”

“Can you ask your mother about the red book?”

Silas angles his head. “Red book?”

“Just trust me,” I casually respond, praying he doesn’t pry.

“Hmm,” he groans. “Once again, always up to something and keeping fun little secrets. What am I going to do with you?”

I shrug. “Get used to it, I guess.”

Silas laughs. “I’ll see what I can find out for you.”

I stand on my toes to gently kiss him. “Thank you.”

“Of course, my love,” Silas says, smiling gently. “Please be careful today. Larkin will keep you safe, but keep an eye out for him as well, will you? You both need to have your wits about you.”

I nod and say, “I’ll be alright.”

“I have no doubt about that.”

“We will meet in your bedroom tonight when Larkin and I return. We’ll wait for Yara there before we search for the Archives,” I instruct.

Silas agrees.