seemed to bypass her stomach to head straight for her brain where they lodged like nagging reminders of stuff it took her forever to figure out. She hoped that changed over time. She started across campus to meet Thane, but her mind was still wrestling to discern the mental message that hadn’t gotten through the chaos of her almost dying again.
Chapter 7 Carol saw no sign of Thane outside Professor Smoke’s office, so she stuck her head into the second grade room. It was after hours and the shifter children were waiting for their dorm monitors to come collect them for the evening. Hildy sat with Chuck cuddled in her lap, while her three cat familiars played with the other children in the room. Not wanting to interrupt the moment, Carol ducked back out before she was spotted, smiling at how serene and happy her friend had looked. It still amazed her how that same friend had turned Thane into a fish without a spot of remorse. Hildy still hadn’t admitted she had been wrong to do that. She looked up to see Thane glowering at her. Lifting her hand in salutation, Carol approached him, her mind registering his handsomeness the whole time. “Maybe we need to shelve this discussion for another day, Thane. You’re obviously pissed about something and I’m obviously not going to tolerate that well. I don’t turn people into animals like Hildy does. I just kick their asses… even if they’re a good looking dragon.” “I’m not angry or upset at anyone,” Thane denied. Carol lifted her chin and briefly crossed her arms to make her glare even more potent. The Jezibaba had spent weeks making Hildy and her practice glaring in front of a mirror. She’d thought it was completely stupid at the time, but it was amazing how often far her glare went in intimidating people. It even worked for soft-hearted Hildy. “Chosen One,” she said quietly, pointing a finger at her chest. “I can tell you’re lying, but then so can anyone else looking at your mad face. Look, Thane… I don’t care if you’re mad at the world. Your mood is your problem not mine. But you don’t want to make your deceit my business. It won’t turn out any better than your altercation with Hildy.” Thane ran a hand over his face. “Okay. Fine. You’re right. I’m mad. You were almost killed out there. I yelled at you to get out of the way but you didn’t hear me. You were too busy with those other females... and then the stupid elf dove at you.” “Iren dove at me to save my life… an act that surprised both of us.” Carol snorted and dropped her arms. “Dude, near death accidents happen to me and Hildy every other day. But I don’t think the alchemy class is out to get me personally. Those crazy people are always blowing up their classrooms and labs. Why should I think there was anything suspect in a building almost falling on me? Last time I checked this is not Oz and you’re not a flying monkey.” Thane snorted at the terrible joke. “I guess you have a point. If I promise to release my anger, can we go have a civilized cup of coffee so I can grovel in peace?” “Make mine a cold iced tea and you have a deal,” Carol exclaimed. “And I know the perfect private place for our chat. Can I drive?” “Drive?” “It’s another joke. I never drive anywhere. But I don’t fly either.” Grinning, Carol stepped close to Thane, took a moment to appreciate his manly smell, and then wrapped her hand around his very big arm. Touching him was thrilling because dragon boy was just muscles on top of muscles. Something flickered in his gaze as he gazed down at her hand on him. Carol told herself it was pleasure, but thinking so gave her a headache. Damn her instincts. Why was it always headaches? More likely Thane believed she’d finally come around to appreciating his arrogance, but what fun was that to imagine? Why couldn’t she just enjoy spending a little time in the good-looking man’s company? That thought made her frown