Page 67 of Primal Dragon

“Tell me what you’re thinking about,” he said.

She lifted her gaze to him. “What happens now?”

He leaned forward on the table toward her. “With what? I don’t know which part you’re talking about.”

“I don’t know. With anything. My brother is a vampire who has a dragon slayer staying at his house apparently. Your dragon thinks I’m wearing your heartstone. We still don’t know what Stefano is up to or how to take him down, let alone Grey. What are we doing, Henrik? What happens now?”

He leaned back in the chair. “The only thing I can answer for sure, is the heartstone question. One little peek and we’d have an answer.” He couldn’t help but smirk.

She blushed but gave him a stern look. “Henrik, I’m serious.”

“I know you are, but I don’t get why you don’t want to find out.”

“It’s fate, right? It’s there whether we find out or not. We need to get back. James is still in danger. My brother…I don’t even know. We have to get back.”

A waitress wearing a pair of jeans, a sweatshirt, with her brown hair pulled up into a bun approached the table. “Hi, ya’ll. What can I get you to drink?”

They made quick work of ordering coffee and breakfast. Once they were left alone, Henrik took a sip of his coffee. “I’ll get us back. We can drive if need be, but I think that’s the wrong way and it would take a long time.”

“Then how…?”

“Don’t worry about it. I got a message to Syrena. She’s working on it. If I have to bundle you up in a blanket cocoon and carry you back, we’ll make it work. I won’t let you freeze to death.”

“All right. What do we do in the meantime?”

“We’re going to go back to the cabin.”

She nodded and looked back out the window. “What happens if it’s your heartstone?”

He couldn’t figure out why she wouldn’t let them just answer the damn question.

“Eat up and we’ll find out.”

The rest of breakfast was quiet between the two of them. Henrik was trying to distract himself with their next move, but the truth was he couldn’t stop thinking about her tits. If his heartstone had been on her the entire time, it would explain why he felt so drawn to her. Why they were both so damn horny all the time. Though, it didn’t matter really. He was drawn to her because of who she was. The woman took care of animals for a living, and she took in strays. James was a stray. He knew enough about the man’s past to know that Quinn finding him had saved his life in more ways than one.

She was brave. With all her human frailty, she put herself between a vampire and a dragon and then put herself between a dragon and a dragon slayer. She’d been thrown into a metal shipping crate, bitten by a vampire who had every intention of killing her and she was ready to go back at it.

Henrik didn’t want her because his heartstone may or may not have found its way back to him through her, but because of everything she was. And she was quite the woman.

And fucking gorgeous to boot.

Once they were back to the cabin, Quinn kept her distance.

“You afraid I’m going to hurt you?” he asked quietly.

Quinn’s head shot up. “What? No.”

“Then what is it?”

“Every time you touch me, I feel like I go a little nuts with lust. I’m trying to keep a level head. Are you sure we shouldn’t just head back?”

“Syrena is keeping me updated with what’s going on. They’ve got a handle on it right now. They’re still watching everyone and now that they know there’s a dragon hunter in the mix, they’re making sure that everyone is secured and protected.”

Quinn shook her head. “This whole thing is crazy.”

“What whole thing?”

“You and me.”

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