The Evolution of Fae and Gods (Chronicles of the Stone Veil #3) - Sawyer Bennett Page 0,49

but I’m not sure I can do that. Not that I don’t trust Carrick and his holding onto information at this point, but because I don’t know how much time I have left on this earth.

In other words, I need Myles’ support on other things, not my love life.

As such, I change the subject very quickly, although I know Rainey will hit me up later tonight to talk about this some more. We’ll wait until Myles goes to bed, and then I can really dish with her about Carrick and my feelings. Maybe she’ll even be able to get Myles on board with this after, but I can’t worry about my friend not liking my…

Well, Carrick is most definitely not my boyfriend. That’s totally the wrong word to describe us.

He’s… my destiny?

Shaking my head, I look at both of my friends with a big smile. “Work going okay with both of you?”

“I’m busy as ever,” Myles says, seemingly relieved not to be talking about Carrick and my sex life, but then looks beside him to Rainey with worry.

My eyes go to her, and I ask, “What is it?”

Rainey looks embarrassed as she shrugs. “It’s nothing.”

“No, it’s clearly something,” I reply, leaning toward them.

“It’s silly,” she maintains, not meeting my eyes.

So, I turn my attention to Myles and silently demand that he tell me what’s going on.

Sighing, Myles says, “Rainey’s just not satisfied with what she’s doing anymore.”

My gaze goes back to her. “But I thought you loved what you did? And you’re so good at it.”

Rainey was one of those types of people who can truly say, “If you love what you do, you never work a day in your life”. She got so much personal reward out of helping women feel good about themselves with makeup and styling.

With a bit of reluctance, she looks to me. “I think when my best friend becomes the savior of the world, it makes my job just a little bit dull in comparison.”

My heart hurts for my friend. “Rainey—”

She holds her hand up. “Wait… that wasn’t the right thing to say. I don’t compare myself to you or feel inadequate at all. That’s not what I mean. It’s just… when Myles and I are helping out, even if it’s only doing research, it’s exciting. It’s worthwhile. It makes me feel important to more than just my little bubble.”

“It is important the way you’re helping,” I affirm with a nod of my head. “And also just knowing that you know what’s going on in my life, and support me, and do crazy things like taking me to see Kymaris when I shouldn’t have… that means the world to me.”

“But,” Rainey continues glumly. “We’re still just relegated to the library stacks. I want to do more.”

I freeze. There’s something in her tone of voice that causes me a bit of wariness, but I’m also curious. I feel like I’m being set up in a sly way, and I’m interested in letting this play out.

“Like what?” I ask lightly.

“Well, now that you mention it,” Rainey exclaims as she sets her cup of cocoa down and rolls off the chaise away from Myles.

Myles merely groans and mutters, “And here we go.”

Meaning… he knows what this is about and isn’t fully on board.

Moving my regard back to Rainey, I watch as she comes to sit in the chair beside me. She leans in, eyes glittering with excitement. “I have an idea.”

Eyes narrowing, I hesitantly ask, “What idea?”

“Let’s stakeout Kymaris and her minions,” Rainey replies, chin lifted as if this is the best idea she’s ever had.

I blink. “You’re kidding me.”

“I most certainly am not,” she retorts with indignation. “You and Carrick have your plate full trying to figure out about changelings, so why shouldn’t we be watching Kymaris? Maybe we can learn something.”

“Don’t you think Carrick already has that covered?” I ask, even though I don’t know if he does. I know Maddox found the house by following daemons from the gallery. We’d all looked at it on Zillow, Rainey and I doing more oohing and awing over how beautiful it was than studying it for logistics’ sake, but I have no clue what Carrick is doing with that information.

“So what if he does?” Rainey retorts. “More eyes on the situation won’t hurt. And besides, I’ve already driven by the address, and it’s in the hills, and there are woods all around we can hike in and—”

My head whips toward Myles. “You let her do that? What do