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Authors: Shannon Dermott
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protested.
He brought her face to his, showing her without words but with the fury in his eyes that he was not messing around.
“Fine,” she said in a panic and waved a hand in the general direction where Paul lay. “It’s done.”
And from my sideways view, I saw Sebastian smile and it scared the living daylights out of me because there wasn’t glee in his face. The smile looked as though he were excited to end her. He opened his mouth and breathed deep. She disintegrated into nothing. “So much show and no tell,” he spoke. I didn’t think he was talking to me.
He stepped through the circle again like it didn’t exist. My eyes widened. Picking up on my thoughts by from my expression, he said, “Nothing can hold me.”
I knew then Sebastian was playing us. I had no doubt that he could take us out at any time he wanted.
“Mercy,” a raspy voice said. I swung around to see Paul trying to move. Scrambling to my feet, I rushed over along with Maggie, Sebastian forgotten for the moment.
He looked at the IV line in his arm. “Is this a dream?” He gazed around like he was unsure where he was.
Maggie leaned in. “No, honey, you’re back in the land of the living.”
His eye darted about until they found mine again. “So you are real?” he asked.
My heart leapt. I patted his hand and moved down to give him a chaste kiss on the cheek. Before I stood up again, he whispered, “If you really are here, then get the hell out.”
My back straightened like someone pulled a string. His eyes were like poisoned darts and I inadvertently stepped back. Maggie looked between us. “Make her go,” he rasped, so coldly I felt the temperature in his room drop.
Maggie’s face held a pained expression, she opened her mouth, but I held up a hand to stop her. I took another step back, then looked around for Sebastian. He was gone. I fled the room, but not before I stopped by the living room and told his mother in a strangled voice that he was awake. She rushed past to me in time to miss the tears that fell from my eyes. I knew I deserved his scorn, but that didn’t mean it hurt any less.
I headed to Flynn’s truck prepared for my mom’s wrath upon my return.
Chapter Ten
Opening the door, I was prepared for the worst from my mom. Instead, w hat caught my attention was the boy on the stairs with arctic blue eyes poised on me like he was a starving polar bear in search of his last meal. I paused for a second waiting for the barrage of expletives and anger because I’d taken off with his car. When he said nothing, I decided I would ignore him. I turned my back and closed the door thinking he’d made it very clear were we stood. What a fool I’d been to care so much about his near death experience.
The door clicked. Much to my weary bones, I leaned into it a little with my shoulder. I felt like the weight of a Mack truck against my back with a swinging medieval blade at my front. One false move and I’d be done for. And let’s face it, my decisions hadn’t been stellar.
Turning, my body jerked. Flynn stood no more than a foot away from me. How had that happened? I hadn’t heard him move and the look he gave me was darkly predatory. The back of my foot met the door and I had not more space to put between us.
“What the hell?” I fumed, trying to hide some of my discomfort. He didn’t look at all like himself.
“I need you and you owe me,” he growled and pointed to the keys in my hand. His voice was gruff and maybe under other circumstances would have sounded sexy as hell. But his words contradicted everything he said the previous morning. So I couldn’t stop the eye roll.
Not caring I’d dismissed him, he stated, “I need to get laid.” Well, that stopped all motor function in my body. I gaped at him. His eyes narrowed. “Not you,” he said but let his eyes rake over my chest and down to stop at the zipper of my jeans. “I need you to run interference with my father so I can
He brought her face to his, showing her without words but with the fury in his eyes that he was not messing around.
“Fine,” she said in a panic and waved a hand in the general direction where Paul lay. “It’s done.”
And from my sideways view, I saw Sebastian smile and it scared the living daylights out of me because there wasn’t glee in his face. The smile looked as though he were excited to end her. He opened his mouth and breathed deep. She disintegrated into nothing. “So much show and no tell,” he spoke. I didn’t think he was talking to me.
He stepped through the circle again like it didn’t exist. My eyes widened. Picking up on my thoughts by from my expression, he said, “Nothing can hold me.”
I knew then Sebastian was playing us. I had no doubt that he could take us out at any time he wanted.
“Mercy,” a raspy voice said. I swung around to see Paul trying to move. Scrambling to my feet, I rushed over along with Maggie, Sebastian forgotten for the moment.
He looked at the IV line in his arm. “Is this a dream?” He gazed around like he was unsure where he was.
Maggie leaned in. “No, honey, you’re back in the land of the living.”
His eye darted about until they found mine again. “So you are real?” he asked.
My heart leapt. I patted his hand and moved down to give him a chaste kiss on the cheek. Before I stood up again, he whispered, “If you really are here, then get the hell out.”
My back straightened like someone pulled a string. His eyes were like poisoned darts and I inadvertently stepped back. Maggie looked between us. “Make her go,” he rasped, so coldly I felt the temperature in his room drop.
Maggie’s face held a pained expression, she opened her mouth, but I held up a hand to stop her. I took another step back, then looked around for Sebastian. He was gone. I fled the room, but not before I stopped by the living room and told his mother in a strangled voice that he was awake. She rushed past to me in time to miss the tears that fell from my eyes. I knew I deserved his scorn, but that didn’t mean it hurt any less.
I headed to Flynn’s truck prepared for my mom’s wrath upon my return.
Chapter Ten
Opening the door, I was prepared for the worst from my mom. Instead, w hat caught my attention was the boy on the stairs with arctic blue eyes poised on me like he was a starving polar bear in search of his last meal. I paused for a second waiting for the barrage of expletives and anger because I’d taken off with his car. When he said nothing, I decided I would ignore him. I turned my back and closed the door thinking he’d made it very clear were we stood. What a fool I’d been to care so much about his near death experience.
The door clicked. Much to my weary bones, I leaned into it a little with my shoulder. I felt like the weight of a Mack truck against my back with a swinging medieval blade at my front. One false move and I’d be done for. And let’s face it, my decisions hadn’t been stellar.
Turning, my body jerked. Flynn stood no more than a foot away from me. How had that happened? I hadn’t heard him move and the look he gave me was darkly predatory. The back of my foot met the door and I had not more space to put between us.
“What the hell?” I fumed, trying to hide some of my discomfort. He didn’t look at all like himself.
“I need you and you owe me,” he growled and pointed to the keys in my hand. His voice was gruff and maybe under other circumstances would have sounded sexy as hell. But his words contradicted everything he said the previous morning. So I couldn’t stop the eye roll.
Not caring I’d dismissed him, he stated, “I need to get laid.” Well, that stopped all motor function in my body. I gaped at him. His eyes narrowed. “Not you,” he said but let his eyes rake over my chest and down to stop at the zipper of my jeans. “I need you to run interference with my father so I can
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