The Glass Gargoyle (The Lost Ancients Book 1) - Plot & Excerpts
He’d been fine at my place when I’d first opened the door, but was subdued by the time I’d finished my shower. The host tried to take us to the furthest table he could find, then doubled back and parked us near the kitchen. I shrugged. I was on a dinner date with a gorgeous man at a high-end restaurant. I didn’t care where we sat. And at least there was a window nearby. A window that my dinner partner seemed entranced with. “Are you waiting for someone?” I tried to keep my tone civil, but this wasn’t going the way I’d hoped. Marcos pulled back as if he’d just seen me. “I am so sorry, my flower. I have been a rude bore have I not? It is the jinns. They have something of mine, and I need it back. I am waiting for one of them to come by.” He must have been planning on meeting them on the way to the restaurant, there would be no way those three could afford a place like this. “Are they—?” “What will you be ordering?” The waiter who cut me off was a short round dreg, skinny enough for that race to only be twice as wide as Marcos and I combined.
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