Fading Into Darkness: The Under Series Book 2

Fading Into Darkness: The Under Series Book 2 by Dakota Lake

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hanger and spent
about five minutes trying to squeeze myself into it. Narmi had been trying to get me to wear a
corset. Obviously I said no. I couldn't find my sandals, I wasn't about to run along the corridor in
heels and Grayson wouldn't approve of me attending class barefoot so I pulled on my riding boots. I
had only worn them once to ride one of the horses and I didn't like it that much.
My dress was long enough to cover the boots and trailed along the floor behind me. I quickly
brushed my teeth and went over to my nightstand and sat down on the edge of my bed. I picked up a
pile of different coloured beaded bracelets that were Kenzie's. I pushed them onto my wrist
wondering why my bed felt so hard. I bounced up and down lightly, there was something hard
under the covers. I lifted the covers back and found a book hidden under them. It wasn't just any
book, it was the book about dreams that I hadn't had time to look at last night.
I knew Kenzie had left it for me but I didn't have time to look through it now. I slid it under my
pillow and finished brushing my teeth and hurried back downstairs holding my dress off the floor so
I wouldn't trip over it, this dress seemed extra long compared to the others.
I knocked on the door to the study room which was ajar.
“Come in Ruby,” Grayson looked up at me. “I see you found your clothes.”
“What are you talking about?” I asked pulling a chair out at the table.
“It is not proper for a lady of your status to be running around the manor house in her underwear.”
“That wasn't underwear, it was my nightdress. I just made a few adjustments to it.”
“Hmm, does Cameron know?”
“Does Cameron know what?” I asked wondering where he was going with this conversation.
“That you fraternize with the men upstairs in your underwear,”
“I don't know but I'm sure you will tell him. Anyway I saw a girl up there this morning wearing a
lot less than me.”
“One of the maids was dressed inappropriately. Who was it, did you get her name?”
“What? No.” I laughed. “Definitely not one of the maids. Pretty girl with reddish brown curly hair,
tiny frame.”
“Temptress!”
“What?” I asked laughing at his choice of words.
“That's why you shouldn't go up there. It's not right the sordid things that go on upstairs. You would
do well to stay away from them.”
He pushed a book towards me, it was calculus this morning. I already wanted to run for the door.
“And Ruby, maybe a bath is in order after your studies. You smell like you've been smoking in a
brewery all night.”
I casually pulled my hair across my face to smell it, he was right I needed a wash. I brushed my hair
over my shoulder and got stuck into my work. But it didn't last long, after twenty minutes I found
myself touching my lip with my fingers right where Senka had kissed me. I realised Grayson was
watching me and dropped my hand to my lap and tried to remember what I was supposed to be
doing.
“Ruby you seem distracted. Is there something worrying you?”
I think I'm falling in love with the tall blue eyed boy from upstairs. Oh and I keep having these
weird dreams of this other boy called Mack who gets me just as worked up and all I want to do
when I see him in my dreams is crush my lips against his. Not to mention the part where I woke up
in his T-shirt covered in dirt and I'm beginning to think they're not just dreams after all. Is what I
was thinking but off course I didn't say that. I wouldn't say that, not to Grayson anyway.
For a start he was a middle aged man that dressed like a wizard. Not someone I could ever imagine
telling my secrets to.
“Not really, I'm a little hungry. I skipped breakfast.” I replied.
“Maybe I can find you something,” he said standing up. “Finish section three and we will move
onto something else.”
He left the room and I scribbled a few answers down on the paper. I was about seventy percent sure
they were right. I sat on the window ledge looking out over the

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