thigh muscles bulged beneath his worn jeans, and his long-sleeved tee clung to his torso. A very nice torso, Harmony decided. She should have put ice in her wine to cool herself down. He tilted his head, considering. âI guess I never thought about parents getting in the way.â
She was about to answer when his cell phone rang. He glanced at the caller I.D. and grimaced. âI have to take this. My sister Bridget.â
Harmony nodded and stood. She stacked their popcorn bowls and glasses and headed to the kitchen. When she returned, he was still on the phone, his expression serious. She gave him a quick wave, grabbed the movie, and went upstairs. Time to pay the Piper. She opened her laptop and got busy.
Chapter 6
H armony stretched to wake up. She opened her eyes to soft apricot walls and white, country curtains. How spoiled could a girl get? She lay there a few minutes longer as thoughts swirled in her head. A whole scene sprang to life, and she tossed off the blankets to get to her keyboard. While the laptop loaded, she yanked on her old robe and slid her feet into her slippers. Time to crank the heat a little higher. She turned it down at night, preferring to sleep in a cool room.
She opened the blinds on the window to find a swirl of patterned ice painted on the glass. Jack Frost must have been busy last night. The weatherman had predicted below zero temperatures. She hoped Ianâs duck was huddled someplace safe.
The coffee pot spit a final shot of steam to let her know it was finished, and she went to pour herself a cup and slice another piece of Tessaâs cake before hitting the keys. Luxar and Serifina were clamoring for attention.
Serifina waited for nightfall, then snuck from her bed. She cracked the door to her room, determined to escape. Luxar was leaning against the wall, waiting for her. They bantered. Sexual tension crackled. It was a paranormal romance, after all. Luxar slammed her against the wall, and she let him. Their kiss was passionate. They decided to work together to defeat Torrid and his friends.
Harmony glanced at the clock. Sheâd been writing for almost two hours. First rewrites, then fresh pages. Her muscles felt cramped. She slipped into the hallway, pacing up and down it to get rid of some of her nervous energy. Rip saws buzzed through wood in the west wing. She could picture Brody cutting and handing off boards to Ian. Hammers pounded. A nail gun made quick work of something. She wondered how much progress theyâd made.
Progress. Something that wasnât happening in the hallway. She sighed and returned to her laptop. Serifina and Luxar were feeling a little frisky.
The bed was only a few steps away from the door. After all, they were a team now. Harmony could smell sexual tension. Luxar lifted Serifina up and carried her into her room, but stopped suddenly. Stared at her. âTorridâs on the move. Heâs stalking someone.â Serifina didnât have to ask him how he knew. Vampires had telepathy, could scan mortal minds. And heâd focused on Torrid enough to know when his emotions ran high. They left the mansion together to find him.
Harmonyâs stomach growled. Her last scene was a tease. It stretched Serifina and Luxarâs lust to new levels. Her stomach grumbled again. She went for another slice of coffee cake. An hour later, she drained the coffee pot. Her fingers couldnât keep up with her ideas. Then âOh, baby, baby . . .â startled her out of her fantasy world. Her cell phone!
âYes?â
Brodyâs deep voice announced, âItâs eleven thirty. If you want a shower today, this might be the time.â
âEleven thirty? Really?â How did that happen? But when she looked at her page numbers, sheâd finished five more pages. That took a while.
âSee you at lunch.â
Before he could hang up, she said, âThank you. I mean it, but I hope Ianâs paying you extra to keep tabs