I have never been a jealous person. Not with Corrie, not with anyone. Until you. The thought of you leaving scared the crap out of me. And then you did it. This has been the longest three days of my life.
A chuckle escapes me. Even if Princess Gemi were to charm me, I cannot give her what she wants. The prince has more clout with your father than I do. Ask him. She begins to protest, but I rush right over her. I won’t be accused of kidnapping the datu’s heir. I suggest you endear yourself to Ashwin or forget about leaving Lestari.She drops her hand. The prince is a wet noodle. I knew right away you’re the one I could count on. I should be irate that her fawning over me has been a manipulation, but I am tempted to ask her to repeat her wet noodle comment to Kali. Will you at least put in a good word for me with Ashwin?
I grin humorlessly at her request. You’re asking the wrong person. Persuade Kalinda to your side, and you’ll get what you want.That’s it? I need only talk to the kindred?Believe me, I call out, winds whipping at my back, she can be hard to convince.
Everyone waits aboard the lightweight, birdlike flyer. I climb on, lie across the riding platform between Yatin and Rohan, and grip the bamboo navigation bar.Could you hold on any tighter? Rohan asks me.
I purse my lips, a warning for him to stop teasing. He knows how much I dislike flying.
His summoned winds pluck us off the ground into the morning sky. I wave farewell to Mother and Chitt and stretch my gaze to the palace grounds and balconies for a glimpse of Kali. But we whizz away from the glimmering spires that soar over the aquamarine cove, and pass over the breaker.I resist the urge to shake my head. Brooks Weston is something else. Making out with one chick all night, and then booty-calling another.
Do you mind getting me a glass? I don’t know where anything is. She licks her lips. I’m thirsty.She’s thirsty, all right.
I open the cupboard, grab a drinking glass, and hold it out. Her fingertips brush my knuckles suggestively as she accepts it. Thank you.No prob. I withdraw my hand. You look cold, I say with a pointed glance to her nipples.