Page 29 of Midnight of Ashes
“If I wear a garbage bag, maybe the other dragons will leave right away.”
Knox pressed a kiss to my temple. “You’d still be the most beautiful thing they’d ever seen.”
My mouth curved. “I think you’re biased.”
“Never.” He pulled me tighter against him. “We don’t have to go shopping. I just thought you might want to have that bit of control.”
“No, you’re right. It might help. Like armor.”
“Exactly.”
I stretched up on my tiptoes to kiss the underside of his jaw. “Thanks for knowing me.”
“I’m a quick study.”
As we stepped out into the sunshine, we almost collided with someone.
“Sorry,” Knox said.
Professor Brent glared at us, his expression colder than I’d ever seen it. That frigid stare landed on me for a beat more than was appropriate, but my advisor didn’t say a word.
Finally, Knox simply guided us around him and toward the familiar X5. “I really don’t like that guy.”
“You and me both,” I muttered.
Knox opened the passenger door for me. “You can request an advisor change.”
“I’m going to as soon as I’m done with his psych class. I don’t want him to give me a bad grade because he’s pissed I asked for someone else.”
Knox’s mouth thinned. “We’ve got months left in the semester.”
“I can deal with him until then.” I hoped I could, anyway.
“Tell me if it gets worse.”
I bit the inside of my cheek and nodded. I didn’t trust my voice not to give away my lie.
Knox closed the door, letting the enforcers know where we were headed so that they could follow. In a matter of seconds, he was behind the wheel, and we were on our way toward downtown.
I glanced over at Knox, just taking in his beauty for a moment. The light brown hair with golden highlights. The green eyes with flecks of gold. The jaw that could cut glass.
“You’re staring.”
I grinned. “I like staring at you.”
Knox took my hand, weaving our fingers together and resting it on his thigh. The action felt so normal. So comforting.
“How are things with you and Easton?”
It was the wrong thing to ask. Knox’s easygoing expression turned stormy.
“They’re fine.” But the words came through gritted teeth.
I squeezed Knox’s fingers. “I don’t want to be the reason for you two fighting.”
“You’re not. East being a stubborn ass is the reason for us fighting.”
“He’s scared, Knox. You said that yourself.”
