Can't Spell Treason Without Tea (Tomes & Tea, #1)

by Rebecca Thorne

“You like tea. I like books. Let’s open a shop somewhere remote and forget the world exists.”

“Run away with me. You like tea. I like books. Care to open a shop and forget the world exists?”

A bookstore that served tea, perched in the most remote corner of the world.

Preposterous that Reyna thought griffons were “vicious.” By all standards, Visk was an itty-bitty buddy and a good boy.

Once one of them asked that question, they stayed quiet until the other was absolutely finished. Sometimes, a person just needed to verbally work through their feelings. Sometimes, the first thing out of their mouth wasn’t really the problem.

“Unicorns,” Kianthe exclaimed, throwing open the barn’s doors two days later, “are assholes.”

A person could work and work and work, and still never “earn” their dues. Sometimes success meant determination … and sometimes, it was just luck.

There was something pleasing about having productive conversations, rather than burning bridges with fiery emotion. When they first started dating, Kianthe had never considered the little tactics Reyna often employed: separating from impulse, practicing empathy, repeating another’s sentence to prove she’d been listening.

“You want to know what I think?” “No. Because you’re going to spout logic, and I’d rather ruminate, thank you.”

“Tawney is proof that prejudice can be overcome. It’s proof that your home country, your hometown, your home values … they don’t have to define you.”