Gary of a Hundred Days (The Unwanted King #1)

by Isabel Murray

“Of course I came for you, Gary. I will always come for you. Always. You’re my—” I gazed up into his dark chestnut eyes. What? I was his what? We were plastered together, from knees to chest. My arms were locked around him. He was holding my face. Somehow, I didn’t think he was going to finish that sentence with my employer. “I’m your…?” I prompted. He didn’t reply. Instead, Magnus leaned down and laid his lips gently to mine.

I was a great admirer of nature. My preference was to admire it in the enormous books with beautiful illustrated plates in my library, and with a nice cup of tea. Maybe a scone.

“So...the tongue thing. That’s...that’s normal, yes?” “Lots of people like it.” “Right. You mean when you do it to them? Or...in general? As in, everyone’s sticking their tongues in each other’s mouths on a regular basis?” “Well, I didn’t invent it, Gary. It’s a thing people do.”

“I’ll take care of it,” he said. “Or I could?” Magnus stilled. “You know what you’re offering?” “Of course I do.” I had no idea.

Then again, I was discovering all sorts of things today. My ‘friend’ Drusan had been plotting my death before we’d even met. I’d been a warmongering tyrant and the worst king in the history of the Kingdom of Estla to ever rule. And I now knew how to bring a man off. Exciting times.