Chapter 11
Roxy came awake to the sound of Donovan’s deep, sexy voice calling her name. His hand hovered in the air like he’d been about to touch her shoulder but couldn’t quite bring himself to make contact. Layers of sleep peeled away, one at a time, as she stretched and glanced around the darkened sky and porch lights surrounding an ordinary looking building with siding that took on the color of mustard yellow in the dim, artificial lighting.
Donovan finally pulled his hand back and explained, “We better get inside and get something to eat. Like yours, the property has a bit of magical protection around it, but you’ll still have to place your own talismans before we get too settled in for the night.”
Though her body protested, she nodded and reached for the door handle. She pulled it
