#Chapter 87: The Cards

Kayla By the time I burst in the front door of the estate that evening, the sun was beginning its descent over the horizon and a light snow had begun to fall outside. I expected to find Nicholas lounging on the sofa with his legs crossed at the ankles and his feet up on the coffee table in that lazy manner of his, but he wasn’t there. In fact, he didn’t appear to be home at all. I didn’t find him in his study, nor did I find him in the garage, working on a motorcycle. I did find Jade and Emma in the kitchen, though, a half-empty bottle of wine between them. Emma was perched on the counter while Jade was pacing around, throwing together what looked like a very haphazard tray of nachos for them to share. “Have either of you seen Nicholas?” I asked, stopping in the doorway. The two women paused and looked at me. As I suspected, that mischievous glint was in Emma’s eye. As usual. “Looking for your Prince Charming?” Jade smirked, folding her arms across h