Chapter 15: A Feast Of Temptation

[Dove]

My mind went frantic.

I wasn't ready to tell Cole. Make up something, Dove! I screamed internally.

I said with a dismissive tone, "It was just a pot. I didn't notice it was hot and carried it."

As I wiggled my fingers, the redness dissolved. My hand was normal again. I frowned - the healing took longer than usual. Could it be that strange smell from the candle fragment? I thought.

More questions sprang. How did silver get on that candle? What happened in that cave?

Someone shook my shoulders and the kitchen returned to my view. Two large hands were on my shoulders and I was looking into Cole's blue eyes. He was crouching in front of me, deeply rattled.

"d*mn it, Dove, can you hear me? What the hell's wrong with you?"

I blinked a few times, flashed an assuring smile and said, "Sorry. I was just thinking,"

He straightened with a frown then crossed his thick arms across his chest, and I suddenly recalled the feel of those arms around my waist, his hard warm chest ag