CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
I screamed and jerked back. Only my quick reflexes at catching the sides of the sill saved me from a spill on the floor. Dian popped his head out from beneath the wraparound porch and showed off a grin that stretched from ear to ear.
“What are you doing?” I hissed as I clutched my thumping ticker.
Dian pressed a finger against his lips and turned his head left and right. He scurried onto the porch and pushed me into my room, and he crawled through the window.
“What are you-” Dian pressed his finger against my lips and leaned out, giving the porch another casing.
He shut the window and drew the curtains before he turned to me. “Are you really a goddess running from the king of heaven?”
Oh boy. I sauntered over to my bed and sat down on the edge to face my ‘gues
