Free The Billionaire Dragon Shifter Meets His Match: BBW Paranormal Romance (Gray's Hollow Dragon Shifters Book 6) by Zoe Chant Page A

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    “My father found me standing over the pieces, with the gold embellishments all still held in the air in perfect shape. He told me his grandfather had liked porcelain for that reason—it was something we couldn’t easily make or mend, and that should make it more precious to us than gold, which comes easily to us.”
    “It does need fire,” Laurence said, touching the bowl before him with a single fingertip now. She caught the edge of his thought: if he tried to breathe fire on such a thing to harden the clay, he would incinerate it, and probably the errant human who had sculpted it in the bargain.
    “We can try after our first dragonet is born,” Jane informed him, holding firmly to the thought that it would happen, that they could have a dragonet who Laurence would live to see, safety and time to pursue eccentric hobbies. “I’ll be immune to dragon fire then even in human shape, so you needn’t worry about your aim being off.”
    Laurence smiled slightly as he shook his head, but didn’t argue. “What did your father do? Melt it back into shape?”
    Jane shook her head. “It doesn’t work like that. No, he took me down to the basement and showed me where he kept all the broken pieces that had accumulated over the years, and showed me how to break them more, on purpose, to make tessellae—tiny little tiles to be used in a mosaic.”
    She led Laurence further into the house, up to the cozier rooms on the second floor. In the den where she’d watched TV and done homework as a kid, a mosaic hung between the front windows, gleaming and glittering.
    “There,” she said, picking out the right tiles without difficulty; she had watched her father put them in place, and helped him guide the gold that flowed between the individual pieces to hold them in place. “That’s the vase I broke, right there.”
    It’s beautiful , Laurence told her silently, and she could hear clearly that he didn’t only mean the artwork hanging on the wall.
     
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    Jane promised him a full tour after the shopping trip, and made him stay downstairs admiring the porcelains while she changed, so he couldn’t distract her while she was naked and prevent them from going out at all.
    He could have distracted her anyway, and he was certainly tempted to, but she wanted him to take her shopping, and his dragon was in full, furious agreement. He couldn’t deny both of them.
    He hardly noticed the walk from her house down to Michigan Avenue. While he didn’t share her impulse to shout his happiness to the world, he couldn’t stop watching her, memorizing the exact curve of her smile and the deep pink of her lips, the sweep of her eyelashes and the silky wildness of her curls.
    My mate, my mate, I’ve found her . Please let me keep her, please, just a little longer.
    His dragon wanted more, of course—his dragon wanted to take Jane down to the cellar under her ancestral home, pile gold upon the hoard he could sense there already, and make Jane his forever. He wanted to keep her, hoard her, protect and possess her.
    But who would she be then? Jane had left off the black medallion of the Georgian Corps, and the gold chain it was normally suspended on, but he couldn’t forget her lineage, her life’s work.
    Even when she had been declaring how glad she was to have a mate, she had quickly turned to speaking of the Georgian Corps, the limits placed on her work because she was unmated. He didn’t doubt that she felt their bond as keenly as he did, but Jane wanted to do something with it. She would never be content just to be near him and accomplish nothing more.
    And he could not be the kind of mate the Georgian Corps had envisioned for her, even if he didn’t lead her rapidly into treaty-breaking and murder.
    He shook those thoughts off, focusing on Jane herself again, walking happily at his side. Instead of the badge of the Georgian Corps, she now wore a cheerful profusion of gold earrings and bangles, all of them simply