he slid his free arm around her waist.
“Have I told you how incredible you look yet?” He kissed her forehead.
She smiled. “A few times. Keep it up, though. I’m going for a record.”
Diesel sat down by the fireplace with Helen at his side and nodded to Soaring Eagle and Ana as he picked up his guitar. “I hope I don’t butcher this, you two.”
SE barked a laugh and took Ana’s hand. “ You don’t.”
“Did you know SE was teaching Ana to dance?” Richard asked.
“She only mentioned it in passing when we talked about her dress.”
The couple took their place in the center of the room. Ana smiled up at SE and he gave her a quick wink before Diesel started to play. Adriana immediately began to clap as she watched them move effortlessly across the room to the Latin music.
Richard leaned down to her ear. “This is going to sound a little ridiculous, but whenever I see those two together in moments like this, just for a second, I start to believe we might actually win this thing.”
“Not so ridiculous, my male. Not at all.” She smiled and looked across the room at the Goddess Akina who was clapping right along with everyone else. But she wasn’t actually watching the dance, Adriana realized with a start. Her eyes were following the flutters of the little nagual as it flew above their heads. And if she wasn’t mistaken, the Goddess looked worried.
As the guitar came to a stop and everyone whistled and clapped, SE took Ana into his arms and lifted her off the ground in a long embrace. Suddenly, Maya started to cry. That was odd. She was used to the noise of the house and could sleep through just about anything. And then, Adriana felt it—a pulse of k’ul as strong as that of the Goddess pushed right through her. She turned to see Troy put his arm out in front of Evy protectively as the Seer’s eyes began to glow. Her hair whipped about and Adriana could see her chest heaving from halfway across the room. Then she sensed the energy in the room begin to calm.
Evy’s eyes cleared and she looked toward Reyn. “I know where Toltec’s new laboratories are.”
X walked alongside Rose and tried to think of something else to say. It wasn’t easy to hold a conversation with someone when you were bound by oath to keep most of your life a fucking secret. They had pretty much gone as far as they could go with the academic stuff. They could have talked about dick shit for all he cared. Anything to keep her talking so he could hear more of that voice. Then out of nowhere a clap of thunder came from overhead along with a few drops of rain.
Rose held out her hand. “Oh no.”
With that the downpour hit.
“Through here! There’s a shortcut!” She pointed between two buildings and broke into a run. X took her arm as she negotiated the steps to a three-story townhouse in her heels, and then, handed her bag to her. She fumbled for her keys, fought with the lock, and let them in. He closed the door behind them, leaned against it, and exhaled. They looked at one another and laughed.
“I’m so sorry. Let me just grab some towels.”
He watched her turn and go up the staircase a few feet away from where he was still standing. In her house. Alone. What the hell was he doing? Why wasn’t he declining? She was home safe and sound and his ass needed to leave. Now. Somehow, in spite of that, he still found himself waiting there almost ten minutes later. Okaaay. Well if he was going to be that stupid, he should probably get out of the doorway. He made sure his boots were dry and stepped into the living room off to the left. He turned on a lamp and was busy writing his number by the phone when he heard her footsteps on the stairs.
X turned around. Rose had exchanged her wet clothes for a short kimono style silk robe. Her long damp hair fell past her shoulders in waves, her rain kissed face still dewy.
“It’s chilly in here.”
The moment she started to speak in her lovely cadence it was all he could