Faeriewalker 2 Shadowspell by Jenna Black

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I didn’t have the breath to argue, so I forced my legs to keep moving. Our footsteps sounded frighteningly loud as we ran, but the stone walls of the tunnels bounced the sound around so much I knew it would be hard to judge which direction it came from. My safe house is pretty deep in the mountain, far off the beaten path—the better to defend it, naturally. I wasn’t sure how we managed to get electricity and running water down there—the tunnels themselves weren’t lighted this deep in the mountain—but I’d never wondered enough to ask.

A bodyguard with a heaping side dish of chaperone. Ethan was incredibly cocky, but he’d always shown a healthy respect for the Knight. I munched on the popcorn and tried to pay attention to the movie. Ethan didn’t help the situation when he started idly stroking my shoulder with his fingers. I felt like I should tell him to quit it, but I liked the way his caress gave me little goose bumps. He leaned closer to me, and I smelled a hint of spicy aftershave blending with the popcorn and butter. Before I knew it, my head was resting against his shoulder.

Damn. So much for taking a rest. With a sigh of resignation, I forced myself to my feet once more. We spent another half hour or so sparring. ” By the end of the session, I was ready to give up for good and leave the fighting to bodyguards. Who was I kidding, anyway? Buffy the Vampire Slayer might have been able to kick butt at the age of sixteen, but not me. “Don’t look so glum,” Keane said as he began rolling up the mats. I probably should have helped him, but I was too tired and, well, glum.

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