Free The Garden of Eden by L.L. Hunter Page A

to scare someone.”
    “Sorry. But you can’t go in there.”
    “And why not? The soul room is in there. I have to. We have to get your soul back.”
    “There’s things in there you don’t want to see.”
    “I don’t care. I’m tough. If your soul is in there, I’m going in there.” I pushed the statue over and the hidden door creaked and opened towards me.
    “You’re a stubborn one, aren’t you?” he teased and I poked my tongue out at him. “At least let me come with you.”
    “Aw. My knight in shining armour.”
    “It is my pleasure, my lady.” He did a little bow to play along with his new role. I smiled wide and butterflies began doing funny things to my stomach. Damn, he really is bad for me. He made a sweeping gesture and bowed. “After you.” I curtsied and entered through the secret door. Asher wasn’t far behind.
    As soon as we were on the other side of the bookshelf door, it closed with an audible bang behind us.
    “No! What if we can’t open it again?” I ran to the wall and banged on it. On this side, there was no bookshelf. The door had disappeared into the wall.
    “Hey, relax. How do you think Abraham gets back out of here?”
    I let out a breath I didn’t know I had been holding. “Maybe he has some magic key or it opens automatically for him?” he gave me a look. I sigh. “You’re right.”
    I tried to calm my racing heart, pushing aside the nagging in the back of mind that I might not ever get out of here. I turn and take in what now lies in front of us: another library.
    “What the…” No. This was not at all what I was expecting. Not another damn frickin’ library!
    “I thought the soul room was meant to be behind here?” Asher asked the question I was asking myself.
    “Yeah, I thought so too. But…” I stepped forward gazing at the kilometres of bookshelves and thousands, if not millions of dusty books.
    “Why would Abraham keep this library hidden?” Again, Asher seemed to read my mind. He followed me so closely I could feel his breath on the back of my neck as we walked down the isles.
    “Maybe this library contains all kinds of top secret books?”
    I turned to him and smiled. “You really are a genius, you know that?” he began to get nervous and raked his fingers through his hair, looking at his shoes. I had the sudden urge to kiss him. Oh, screw it! I threw my arms around him and pressed my face against his. I caught him off guard and we crashed backwards into the bookshelf behind Asher. Dusty, heavy books rained down around us. But we didn’t care. Asher’s lips were so addictive. More than the most illicit drug or caffeine, and I didn’t want to come up for air. Neither did he by the feel of his hands at my waist pulling my body closer. Our hips were now flush with our bones touching. Toes touching. Every inch touching. I kissed him again and then pulled back sighing. I would have loved to stay here forever in his embrace, kissing him. But we had a mission to fulfil.
    “That was…” he swallowed, obviously lost for words.
    “Incredible? Amazing? Breath stealing?”
    “All of the above.” He kissed me again, but I had to push him away. I placed a hand on his chest and pushed him back against the shelving.
    “I’d love to, but we have to find your soul, remember?”
    “I almost forgot. You distracted me.”
    I wanted to tell him he distracted me as well, but a bright bluish white light up ahead distracted us.
    “What is…?”
    “That?” I finished for him. We edged closer to the light emanating from the far end of the library.
    “Where is it coming from?” Asher asked as we broke into a run.
    The shelves of old books seemed to go forever. I wanted to see what kind of books they were, but the light stole our attention. When we rounded the last corner, we saw the source of the light.
    “There’s another room!” We picked up our pace. I ran at the door. It was translucent glass so the bluish white light couldn’t travel all the way