Nightfall (Keeper of the Lost Cities, #6)

by Shannon Messenger

“Besides, it’s a good thing I have them with me. Now we don’t have to wait to see if enhancing helps.” He looked so adorably excited as he tucked Kenric’s cache away and held on to only Fintan’s that it was hard not to feel at least some of the same thrill as Sophie peeled off one of her gloves. “Wait,” Fitz said, scooting closer and wrapping his arm around Sophie’s waist. “I’ll be fine,” she told him. “I barely feel anything when I do this.” “Still, it’s better to be prepared, right?” His smile did all kinds of fluttery things to her heart. And maybe she was imagining it, but he smelled better than normal—a little spicy and crisp, like he’d started wearing some sort of fancy elvin cologne. It took all of her willpower not to lean closer and take a long breath. Dex rolled his eyes. “If anything, I’m the one who’s going to fall over.” “Awww. I got you, Dexy,” Keefe said, wrapping his arms around Dex’s waist. “What? Was that not what you were hoping for?” Tam snorted. “Pretty sure the last thing he wants is an Empath holding on to him when he goes anywhere near Sophie’s hand.” “You guys are the worst,” Biana told them. “We try,” Keefe

Cringe.