Page 38 of The Dragon's Warlock

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Gideon

He loved how Diem had wrapped herself around his body sometime during the night. When he woke up, they were both naked, and her breast pressed against his side.

“Good morning.” Diem yawned.

Her blond hair spread across his chest, and her vanilla shampoo filled the air. Their breakfast was coming soon. He wished he hadn’t scheduled the breakfast deliveries and had instead called when they were ready to eat.

She smiled up at him. “What are you thinking about?”

“About how good it felt to be inside you.”

“What are you waiting for?”

On cue, a knock on the door sounded. Carefully he pulled the blanket up, covering Diem, before he yelled for the butler to bring the food in. Gideon made a quick note to tip extra. The man walked in, left the cart, and didn’t even look their way.

Diem’s stomach growled.

“Let’s get some food in you, and if we have time, we will climb back into bed.”

She smirked before getting up and dropping the sheet. He couldn’t stop a groan from leaving his lips.

“You’re playing with fire, angel. Eat.”

Her laughter filled the room. “Well, I am a dragon. Not sure why you started calling me angel.”

“Because when you looked up at me, I swore you were an angel.”

“I like it.”

Diem sat down at the table in the room and loaded her plate. She’d put on a thin white robe that did not completely cover her body. No matter how much he wanted to have his way with her, they needed to talk. The night before, neither of them had talked much about their visions. He also knew that they were going to have to do it another night. Moreover, watching Diem cry had almost broken him.

He knew there might be an issue because they’d made love. But he would do the same thing over again.

“We didn’t talk much last night. Did you have a vision or anything?” he asked.

“You wore me out. And my vision won’t help.”

“Let’s talk through what you saw last night. Whatever it was upset you, and that is where we need to start. Your mind isn’t going to continue until it can process what is truly bothering you.”

“At the beginning, I saw the two bears in the sky again.” She put her fork down and wrapped her arms around her body. He didn’t like how she was pulling into herself.

“Did you see more of the two bears?” he asked.

“I should be used to this world by now, but it’s still strange.”

“Come over here, and let me hold you, and then you can tell me what you saw.”

Diem padded across the patio to his chair and sat on his lap, draping her arms around his neck. “At first, I saw the two bears in the sky. It was like the night before. Then everything changed. Color filled the sky, and it was like I was watching a movie. Kayda and I were little, I’m guessing no older than four. We were sitting in an old pickup truck. The smell of pine was overwhelming, and it looked like we were in the mountains. A woman was driving. I felt safe next to the woman. Is that strange?”

“Not if it was a real memory you’re unlocking. She might’ve meant something to you. Did anything else happen?”

She nodded. “The woman kept telling us to stay down. Kayda was crying next to me, and we held each other. All of a sudden, the woman driving screamed, and we hit something hard. It was a bear, but the bear wasn’t harmed. He walked over and ripped the door off the truck. Grabbed the woman. Seconds later, two bears were fighting in front of the truck. Kayda was screaming next to me, but my eyes were on the fight. Until—”

“Did one of the bears die?” He knew they were shifters and this vision would help piece together a part of Diem’s past. Gideon wiped the tear from Diem’s face.

“Yes, the smaller bear. The large one that stopped the truck killed the smaller one. I think it was the woman in the car, Gideon.”

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