Uncovering Cobbogoth (Cobbogoth #1)
Release Date: 05/13/14
Norah Lukens needs to uncover the truth about the fabled lost city
of Cobbogoth. After her archaeologist uncle’s murder, Norah is asked to
translate his old research journal for evidence and discovers that his murder
was a cover-up for something far more sinister.
When she turns to neighbor and only friend James Riley for help, she realizes that not only is their bitter-sweet past haunting her every step, but James is keeping dangerous secrets. Can Norah discover what they are before its too late to share her own.
When she turns to neighbor and only friend James Riley for help, she realizes that not only is their bitter-sweet past haunting her every step, but James is keeping dangerous secrets. Can Norah discover what they are before its too late to share her own.
EXCERPT
Nor? ” James rubbed the sleep from his eyes with the heel of his hand. One
look at me, however, and he was
wide awake. “What is it? Is it Gram?”
“No.
No, not that,” I croaked, guilt rushing through me for causing him more worry.
The
panic left his eyes, and he squinted at me.
I
shuffled self-consciously. I knew I looked terrible. I’d been up crying half
the night after my argument with Uncle Jack about James breaking my heart.
Finally, I snuck out my window, climbed down my cherry tree, and headed to the
fire station to see James.
“Hey,
Riley! Cut the lights, man!”
James
glanced back into the dark, communal bedroom where the rest of the night shift
firefighters slept.
“Come
here.” He took my hand, closed the bedroom door and, in stockinged feet, led me
down the hall. A moment later, we were sitting side by side on the stairs.
James still held my hand, and I hoped he’d never let go. I watched as he
reached into his shirt pocket, fishing around until he found a piece of
peppermint gum.
He
offered me half. I shook my head, so he stuffed the whole thing in his mouth.
Then he turned those kind, piercing eyes on me.
Growing
warm under his gaze, I cleared my throat. “I-I’m so sorry to wake you up,” I
started. “I hoped you’d still be awake. It’s just . . .”
James
mindlessly ran his thumb in circles over my knuckles. I lost my train of
thought. Blinking, I took a deep breath and plunged on. “My uncle . . . he
wants me to stop spending time with you. I mean, I can still help with Gram and
everything, he just doesn’t want us hanging out any other time.” I sucked in
another unsteady breath. “But I—I can’t let that happen, James. You’re my only
friend.”
James
was quiet for what seemed like forever. I prayed he wouldn’t just shrug his
broad shoulders and shuffle back to bed.
To my
relief, he reached up, rumpling his chocolate curls with his free hand. “Did he
give you a reason why?” he asked, avoiding my eyes. I shook my head. “I think
he’s afraid you’ll end up hurting me—that you’ll break my heart. You know how
protective he is.”
He was
silent again, this time longer.
Stupid, Norah! Why had I come here? Why did I think James
would even care about this—that it would upset him at all?
Finally,
James let out his breath. And the next moment, he was pressing the back of my
hand to his lips.
I
swallowed my shock. I’d never imagined that his lips could be so warm and soft.
The contact sent a shock straight to my heart.
“What
do you think?” James mumbled a moment later, still contemplating my hand. “Do
you think I could hurt you?”
I
wanted to burst into tears all over again. “I don’t think, James, I know. But
it would be worth it.”
James
chuckled this time, resting his forehead against my temple. “Now that’s a
compliment.”
I
smiled. Having him so close—smelling the fresh peppermint on his breath—was a
fierce mixture of agony and ecstasy. They were feelings I’d never imagined I
could feel.
“I’d
never hurt you, Nor,” James whispered at last, and his breath tickled my neck.
“Not really.”
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