We took the stone steps that wound down the mountain. It didn’t take us long to make our way back to the little dock.
“I want to look at that wound now,” Aidan said as we climbed onto the boat.
It hurt badly enough that I removed my arm to show him.
“That looks rough,” he said. “Why did you fight hand to hand? You should have used your magic.”
“Those demons didn’t have much to reflect back. And I’m a fairly weak mage.” The first part was true. “Can you do something about this?” I asked to distract him, pointing at my wound.
He glanced at me like he wanted to ask more questions, but I tried to look like I was in pain. I even threw in a little whimper.
“Move your arm to the side,” he said, but it still seemed like he was thinking about why I hadn’t used my powers. Maybe it was paranoia on my part, but paranoia had kept me alive for a long time. We were good buddies.
I moved my arm away from the wound to give him room. I tried to focus on the bobbing of the boat beneath us as he laid his big palm gently against the gash. I winced, then sighed in relief as warmth radiated through me. Slowly, the flesh knitted back together.
It was still sore when he removed his hand, but it felt a heck of a lot better.
“Anywhere else?” he asked.
I shifted, wincing as more pain radiated from my back. It felt a bit better than it had at first. “Just my back, but I don’t think anything is broken.”
“Let me see. Turn.”
I turned, pinning my gaze on the open sea. Now that I no longer had a gaping wound in my side, the tension of having him touch me was amplified.
His palm was warm against my back when he laid it right on the part that hurt. He was good at this kind of thing. Even through the pain, his touch felt amazing.
Getting busy with Aidan was not a good idea. Definitely not something I should be picturing in my mind. But it was hard to keep my wariness bolstered when he kept healing me.
Once most of the pain had faded, he removed his hand.
“That’s the best I can do. You need a night to fully recover.”
I shifted, feeling mild pain and pulling muscles, but I was a lot better. He was right—I’d have full mobility by tomorrow.
“Thanks,” I said. “You’d be handy to have on my normal jobs.”
He grinned. “What you do is the opposite of my usual thing.”
“But think of how good you’d be at it. All that experience protecting valuables, you’d have no problem breaking in to get them.”
“I’ll think about it.” He grinned, but I knew he was full of it. “Where to next?”
“East,” I said. “To Norway. The scroll didn’t go far.”
“East it is.”
The wind cut off our words on the ride back, so we didn’t talk. Aidan confidently piloted the boat through the waves and pulled alongside the little dock. I hopped off, and he tossed me the rope. I tied the boat off to the cleat while he hid the key beneath the pilot’s seat.
By the time we were back in the car, it was fully dark.
“We’ll stay at my place tonight,” Aidan said as he cranked the ignition. “You need to sleep to heal. If the scroll were farther away, we’d take the plane and sleep on it, but Norway is only a two-hour flight.”
“What about the demons who were looking for it?”
“If that’s what they were after, they didn’t get the information they needed. And I don’t want you going until you’re healed.”
He was right. Going into tombs at less than one hundred percent was just asking for it. Without my magic, I needed to be physically one hundred percent to make it through the enchantments.
And I really wanted to wash the demon blood off me. I was starting to smell weird, and it was grossly sticky.
“Your place is near here?” Though I wanted to look at him—I wanted to do that way too often lately—I kept my gaze on the moonlit countryside. Hills rolled in the distance, dotted with sheep whose white wool glinted in the moonlight. I knew we were probably pretty close to where he lived. I didn’t have a great idea of the geography of Ireland, but I knew we were in the south, and when I’d raided the temple on his property yesterday, I’d been in the south.
“Yes.” He turned onto a narrow lane that climbed upward. The car bumped over potholes and rocks. “Just down this road. That’s another reason I chose to borrow Mack’s boat. Conveniently located.”
We pulled up to the house a moment later.
“I see you like the simple things,” I said as I gazed at the enormous structure. It was all sleek glass and stone, modern, yet it blended with the landscape beautifully.
“It’s all right,” Aidan said as he climbed out.
He opened my door before I’d even touched it, because I was too busy staring at the house. When I climbed out, my dragon sense tingled. Somewhere far underground, there were treasures. The ones that I’d left behind during my temple raid yesterday.
“Is your house on a cliff?”