Kimber Rowe aka Kymber Rowean

Written By: Kymber Rowean
Published by: Extasy Books
ISBN #:978-1-77111-674-9
Series: Gods’ Play # 1
Word Count:116387
Page Count: 388
Heat Level:
Categories: Adventure Erotic Romance Fantasy Action

 The old cowbell’s clonk-clonk announced the arrival of customers.
    Skylar finished her notes on the eighteenth-century sea chest for the Petersons. She reread the description.
     The six-board pine red sea chest with its original leather strap hinge shows mild wear. Rosehead nails lack any rust. The false bottom allows for the storage of smaller personal treasures. Jojoba oil coats the becket rope handles.
      The odor of lime and fennel drifted into the shop overwhelmed by heavy scent of rain. Skylar stifled her groan. The gutters picked the damnedest time to buckle and drenched the unsuspecting visitor. She’d intended to fix them yesterday, but the day didn’t cooperate. She rose from the writing desk and gathered up her folder on her way to the display counter.
    A drumbeat resounded in her skull. Skylar sighed. Lemonade time. No matter how awful this meeting turned out, she’d turn it into something positive.
    “Your continued denial of her obsessive behavior,” the woman said from the sidewalk, “makes it obvious changes are coming. You continue to pander to her whims with boyish adoration, Chau.”
    “Oppose her if you choose. I’ll stand on your right and avoid the knife in my back.” Chau continued to hold the door open.
    A truck rumbled down the main street. Skylar missed the woman’s response. She avoided eavesdropping on customers’ conversation. It reminded Skylar of the gossips who needed a life that didn’t involve her. Skylar slid the finished index card into a box the Petersons kept on the counter to provide detailed information on the antiques they’d recovered. Skylar plucked a handful of freshly laundered cloth napkins from a basket. She started to fold them while the couple stood in the doorway.
    A petite woman entered the store enshrouded in an autumn-colored fringed shawl. Chau closed the door behind them. The woman removed the shawl and revealed a black silk dress suit.
    “Better a pussy with my hide intact—” Chau stated.
    Skylar announced her presence before the conversation turned…um, ugly. “Welcome.”
    The woman smiled and smoothed the dress over her hips and replied with a tight voice, “Thank you.”
    Her smile didn’t reach her cold eyes.
    “Please, feel free to look around. If you have any questions, I’ll be happy to answer them.” Skylar folded a linen napkin in half. Her fingers pressed the edges. She folded a series of triangles until she produced an origami crane.
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