Capítulo 7: Chapter 7

“So, Darby, why don’t you tell Riordan and me more about yourself while we set the table once again?”

Darby grinned. “Sure thing.”

“Great. Let’s do that now.”

Then the three of them began to arrange the baskets of tea leaves on the table while they chatted with one another, sharing some details of their personal lives. Dillon thought Darby had a nice, soothing voice. It was deep and rather husky, and he liked it very much.

“Do you sell Daniel Lynx’s books?” Riordan inquired a short moment later, and Dillon chuckled under his breath.

“I do!” Darby exclaimed. “He may be a new author, but I love all three volumes of his vampire series so far. He—no! No fucking way! You’re Daniel Lynx?”

Riordan snickered as he met Darby’s wide-eyed gaze. “Guilty as charged.”

“Holy shit! I’ve been trying to contact you ever since your first book was released three years ago. I wanted you to do a book signing at my bookshop, but you never responded.”