Celt. (Den Of Mercenaries Book 2) - Plot & Excerpts
After a few grueling laps, and feeling far more awake than she should have, she headed back upstairs to shower and get ready for the day. She wasn’t a morning person by any means, and she lived for waking up in the later hours of the day, but with the work she knew she was going to have to complete for the replica, she had to implement her old college routine. Back when she was still attending the Art Institute, she had been far more active in the mornings—especially since that was usually when her classes were held. She would get up, workout, shower and get dressed, along with grabbing a cup of coffee, and that was all before seven in the morning. Now, she thought it was hell on earth trying to get up that early. But with what awaited her at the completion of the work, it was worth far more than a few lost hours of sleep. Twisting her hair up into a big curly puff at the top of her head—her hair was too rebellious to do something as tame as a messy bun—Amber didn’t bother much with makeup since no one would really be seeing her face in the back of the gallery.
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