Trouble with Will
Tomb Raider Trouble Series Book #2
Blurb
In 1924, William
and his friend Harry, adventurous archeologists, uncover
their greatest discovery--the magical stone of Azhi.
Legend tells of the stone's great power to grant wishes.
When Will lays his hands on the prize, he's sucked into
a bottle to sleep for over eighty years.
Excerpt
“Oh, so now you’re the cocky one?” She raised her eyebrows
and glanced at the pillow held in front of his penis. “I have the power to
wish, you have to grant my wishes. I wouldn’t push me.”
“Don’t push you?” Will stalked across the room his ire
rising with each step he took on the lush carpet emphasizing his nakedness.
“Are you Daddy’s little girl used to getting her way at the expense of others?
Good God, Kate, who died and made you princess of the world?”
Her eyes widened and the proud and adventurous Kate whose
eyes flashed fire a moment before glistened with a film of unshed tears.
She met him halfway across the floor and poked her finger in
his chest. “He is not dead. Do you hear me? Not!” On that final word, she
turned, walked into the bedroom shutting the door between them.
On the other side of the panel she continued to talk, the
words muffled and hard to understand.
“Now what?” Will asked the empty room. Without Kate in it,
he was at a loss and not liking it. “If you really can make wishes come true
you could at least wish me some decent clothing,” he shouted through the panel.
More muttering sounded from within and then the building
rocked. As thunder rattled the windows, Will felt his skin tingle. When he
looked down, he had the damned clown suit on again.
“Just who the hell is Elvis, some freak in a sideshow?” he
yelled at the panels of the closed door.
The door crashed open and Kate stood there wearing what
looked like a black, sleeveless undershirt and khaki pants and carrying a
brush. Her hair hung down around her shoulders and the fire was back in her
eyes. “Elvis was the king.”
“King of what? Ringling Brothers Barnum and Bailey Circus?”
He had a hard time concentrating on the conversation when there was still so
much of Kate’s arms and shoulders to see beneath the slip of a shirt.
“What do you know? If you really are from, what was it,
1924, you wouldn’t have a clue.”
“I am and I don’t. Enlighten me.”
As Kate raked the brush through her hair, she explained,
“Elvis was the king of rock and roll, a new era in music that changed
everything.”
“Interesting. And did you know Elvis personally?”
“No, he died before I was born.”
“Then why did you say he wasn’t dead?”
“I wasn’t talking about Elvis.” She turned away from him and
strapped a knife to her forearm.
“If you weren’t talking about Elvis who had your knickers
all in a twist?”
“Oooh!” She faced him with the knife pointed at his chest.
“I did not have my knickers in a twist.”
“Did too.” Will pushed the knife aside. “Be careful where
you point that. And tell me that isn’t all you’re going to wear. Do all women
go around partially clothed and wearing men’s trousers?”
With a deep breath, she blew air out her nose like an angry
bull. “I wish you’d go to Hell, Will.”
“Please tell me you didn’t wish me to go to Hell.” He
grimaced and waited. As expected, the floor beneath him rolled. “I don’t have a
good feeling about this.”
“Too bad. You pissed me—”
Before Kate finished her sentence, Will’s world went black.
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