Catla Truelock has been promised in an arranged marriage to King Tanyn of Sky’s Edge. But she wants to find love on her own, not marry the man her father picks for her. Definitely not a demon from Sky’s Edge. And most definitely not the arrogant King Tanyn who stole a kiss from her at the Midnight Masque… Kristen Ashley’s The Four Realms romantasy series returns this week with an UNPUTDOWNABLE arranged marriage, demon romance, and I have an awesome little sneak peek for you.
Excerpt
I shoved the straw back through the mouth hole. I sucked in a fortifying sip of vodka and olive juice. And the visor went into its final phase.
My Palm chimed again, and this time, I knew it was Mom. I also knew I had to give her something so she could stop worrying and sleep easy that night.
So I picked up the Palm, aimed it blindly at my face, released the straw, and called, “Engage Palm, audio and video.” I then said, “As you can see, I’m all right.”
“What the fuck is that?” Tanyn asked.
I scrambled, ripping off the visor, water splashing around as I sat up and stared at his amazing face on my display.
“What are you doing comming me?” I demanded.
“I told you I would,” he replied.
“Tonight?”
“Apparently.”
Good gods.
My face had to be glistening. It might even be red from the visor’s ministrations (I had very pale skin, this happened). As such, I had no makeup on. My hair was scraped back into a mask.
And I was naked.
Fortunately, he couldn’t see me being naked.
But I was naked…
While talking to King Tanyn Firefierce.
“Okay, then for you too, as you can see since I’m relaxing in my serenity pool. So, again, I’m all right.”
“I’m not comming you about that,” he replied. “I’m comming to tell you a soni-jet will be picking you up on Aleksei’s landing pad at six thirty Friday night. Lex is arranging it so your security will be able to access it to get you there. Is that acceptable to you?”
A soni-jet?
A soni-jet would get me to Abyssinia in an hour.
Which meant a soni-jet would get me to Sigil Isle in maybe an hour and five minutes.
And that meant I’d be at the citadel where he grew up probably before eight o’clock Friday night.
Not deep into the night where I’d show just in time to go to bed.
Time enough to have dinner together.
Time enough to have conversation.
Time enough to have sex.
Gods.
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