Frostbite (The Dragonian, #3) - Adrienne Woods Page 0,11

then again, Blake was far from normal.

He opened his paw and I landed with a hard thud on the cold ground. My heart rate refused to slow as the image of him dropping me in mid-air and forcing me to transform played round and round in my head. I would have incinerated his ass.

“Wasn’t that fun?” His voice broke through my thoughts and I was too scared to open my eyes because I knew I would find him naked. He chuckled as if he could hear my thoughts. “I’ve got a robe on, Elena. It’s safe to open your eyes,” he mocked.

I didn’t want to open my eyes yet as my head still spun like crazy and bile was stuck in my throat. Oh crap, I was going to …..

The thought hadn’t even properly formed in my head before I got onto all fours, crawled to the nearest tree and vomited.

“Was it that bad?” He sounded sincere as he crouched beside me.

“It’s not that, believe me, this is an Elena thing,” I mumbled.

“I would love to hear about it.”

I gave him a look and saw he held a wet cloth in his hand. I took it and wiped my mouth. How did he know I was going to throw up? “Something tells me you already know.”

He chuckled. “I don’t, I just came prepared.”

“I’m afraid of heights,” I said softly.

“Sorry?”

“Oh, you heard me.” My tone was harsh again. “I’m afraid of heights!”

“How is that even remotely possible?” His eyebrows rose slightly and I could see him struggling to suppress his smile.

“Go ahead, laugh,” I snapped. “I don’t know, it’s the way it is. I’ve always had this fear of heights thing going on.” I ducked my head in between my legs and took deep breaths.

“You serious?”

“Yes, always have been.”

“But you’re a dragon?”

“So sue me.”

He chuckled. “You’re really funny in a messed up way. You always this pissed?”

“No, it somehow seems to come out whenever you are around.”

He laughed again. I took a deep breath; his happy-go-lucky attitude was really starting to piss me off.

“First rule,” he said, and I knew my resting was over. He was so much like Lucian. “Whatever you do, don’t fall in love with me.”

“Excuse me!” I squinted at him.

“You heard me,” he said through a huge smile. Oh that ego.

“Don’t flatter yourself. I’m not one of those diddlebags that buff their eyes every time you come near.”

He smiled and the tip of his tongue licked his upper teeth. I had to admit, it was sexy in some messed up way. I shook that thought out of my head. What the hell was he trying to do, prove me wrong?

“Second rule,” he turned around to face me again. “You need to deal with being naked, Elena.”

“Fat chance, Mr. Ego.”

“Elena, you are a dragon, all dragons are used to being naked.”

“Well, not this one.”

“Good.” He nodded.

“What’s good?”

“You finally acknowledged yourself as a dragon. I can work with that.”

I raised my eyes and upper lip in a sarcastic way and looked down at the ground.

“Why don’t you like her?”

“Because I don’t remember the shit she does; I can’t control her and I always end up wanting to kill one of my friends.”

“That will change the more you bring her out, Elena.”

“I can’t promise that she won't hurt you.”

He laughed again. “I can handle a little female Rubicon.”

I huffed sarcastically. “She’s different.”

“She doesn’t have my experience.”

“Fine, just don’t fall in love with her, please.”

He laughed again. “Glad we have one rule in common.” He smacked both hands together hard. “Get her out, Elena.”

My lips vibrated as I blew out air. I’d forgotten my robe and flinched.

“It’s going to be fine, I promise.”

“I don’t even understand one word you are saying Blake. She doesn’t speak Latin.”

“Let me worry about that. I’ll work something out.”

“I forgot my robe.” I finally admitted what I was really scared about.

He chuckled again, went to the backpack I didn’t even know he had with him, and pulled out another robe. “I told you, I always come prepared.”

I grabbed the robe and walked with huge strides to the biggest tree I could find and pulled off my clothes. I pulled on the robe that was way too long for me and that smelled like Blake. His fragrance lingered on the fabric as if he’d just emptied an entire can of his scent. It smelled amazing. I lifted it up from the ground and walked back to him. We just stood in front of one another for a