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Authors: Gracie C. Mckeever
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millisecond passing between touching him and seeing the woman, his wife Sinny—was enough.
She had been pregnant when Nova first encountered her, a couple of months along, tops. Nova had sensed it back then, but didn't understand the significance until now; Zane hadn't known, at least not right then.
Why didn't she tell him?
Maybe she'd only just found out herself. Maybe she'd wanted to surprise him on…their anniversary? That sounded right, felt right, why she'd made the run to the market comparatively late at night. She'd needed Between Darkness and Daylight
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an ingredient for a special dish she was making, something she'd forgotten to pick up earlier in the day.
Nova could sympathize; she'd forgotten things like that herself, many times before…
But someone is waiting, stalking Sinny through the dimly lit parking lot.
Nova senses the woman's nonchalance, her fearlessness, despite living and working in the city. In this way, she is much like Nova herself.
He emerges from the shadows, and then, swift as an arrow, there is fear, fear that Sinny tries to push down. She wants to keep her head clear, needs to—to save herself, to save her baby. She's forgotten her pepper spray and curses under her breath at her stupidity.
The stranger approaches, but Nova can't make out his features, just a long lean silhouette with a knife. She sees the flash of the weapon beneath a nearby streetlight, a vicious-looking hunting knife, and hears Sinny beg for the life of her unborn baby.
Sinny tries to break away and run, but he is faster, grabs her by the hair and pulls her back to him.
There is an all-too-brief struggle. Sinny is viciously stabbed several times in the abdomen. It's as if the attacker had a grudge to settle and the knowledge of the baby within Sinny's belly reaffirms his resolve to settle it.
Nova is whisked from the scene, now a part of Sinny rather than observing her. They both float on air over Nova's hospital bed in California, where the doctors are furiously working on her broken body, working to bring her back.
Matt is in the waiting room; she can see him through the wire mesh glass doors, his cheeks wet with tears.
Nova is torn. She wants to be with Matt and wants to go with the woman. She wants to go with the woman more than she wants to remain, but Sinny refuses to let her leave the hospital with her, insists that she stay, and live.
She has one favor to ask, however, a promise she wants Nova to keep.
Nova never actually agrees.
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Gracie C. McKeever
Nova opened her eyes, pulling herself away from the trance as if coming out of a deep, multi-year coma. She was still alone in the kitchen, fondling Zane's scarf, and thinking about fondling the man—the muscled biceps she'd felt beneath his shirt and the round male butt, lean-muscled thighs, and nice-sized bulge she'd spied in the snug black jeans.
She went to the living room closet to hang the scarf with his coat, loath to part with that small piece of him, feeling closer to him now than she had to any human being. Nova realized that the scarf hadn't always been Zane's. It had belonged to his wife, Sinny.
This must be why she had experienced such powerful second sight while touching it, her strongest visions yet—more intimate, clear and present danger. She hadn't even had visions like that in the hospital and wondered if perhaps it had anything to do with her being so close to the source—both physical and emotional proximity.
She felt close to Sinny, too, and wondered if it was the house. The scarf must have been her favorite—now it was Zane's—and the house a home away from home.
Nova knew why the visions had had such a tormenting quality before she left Los Angeles: she'd never promised Sinny she'd come to New York to…to protect Zane? Or to protect her nephew? What was the ultimate goal?
Once she'd arrived in New York, her visions had almost immediately become less frequent, more like once each week instead of daily,
She had been pregnant when Nova first encountered her, a couple of months along, tops. Nova had sensed it back then, but didn't understand the significance until now; Zane hadn't known, at least not right then.
Why didn't she tell him?
Maybe she'd only just found out herself. Maybe she'd wanted to surprise him on…their anniversary? That sounded right, felt right, why she'd made the run to the market comparatively late at night. She'd needed Between Darkness and Daylight
53
an ingredient for a special dish she was making, something she'd forgotten to pick up earlier in the day.
Nova could sympathize; she'd forgotten things like that herself, many times before…
But someone is waiting, stalking Sinny through the dimly lit parking lot.
Nova senses the woman's nonchalance, her fearlessness, despite living and working in the city. In this way, she is much like Nova herself.
He emerges from the shadows, and then, swift as an arrow, there is fear, fear that Sinny tries to push down. She wants to keep her head clear, needs to—to save herself, to save her baby. She's forgotten her pepper spray and curses under her breath at her stupidity.
The stranger approaches, but Nova can't make out his features, just a long lean silhouette with a knife. She sees the flash of the weapon beneath a nearby streetlight, a vicious-looking hunting knife, and hears Sinny beg for the life of her unborn baby.
Sinny tries to break away and run, but he is faster, grabs her by the hair and pulls her back to him.
There is an all-too-brief struggle. Sinny is viciously stabbed several times in the abdomen. It's as if the attacker had a grudge to settle and the knowledge of the baby within Sinny's belly reaffirms his resolve to settle it.
Nova is whisked from the scene, now a part of Sinny rather than observing her. They both float on air over Nova's hospital bed in California, where the doctors are furiously working on her broken body, working to bring her back.
Matt is in the waiting room; she can see him through the wire mesh glass doors, his cheeks wet with tears.
Nova is torn. She wants to be with Matt and wants to go with the woman. She wants to go with the woman more than she wants to remain, but Sinny refuses to let her leave the hospital with her, insists that she stay, and live.
She has one favor to ask, however, a promise she wants Nova to keep.
Nova never actually agrees.
* * * *
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Gracie C. McKeever
Nova opened her eyes, pulling herself away from the trance as if coming out of a deep, multi-year coma. She was still alone in the kitchen, fondling Zane's scarf, and thinking about fondling the man—the muscled biceps she'd felt beneath his shirt and the round male butt, lean-muscled thighs, and nice-sized bulge she'd spied in the snug black jeans.
She went to the living room closet to hang the scarf with his coat, loath to part with that small piece of him, feeling closer to him now than she had to any human being. Nova realized that the scarf hadn't always been Zane's. It had belonged to his wife, Sinny.
This must be why she had experienced such powerful second sight while touching it, her strongest visions yet—more intimate, clear and present danger. She hadn't even had visions like that in the hospital and wondered if perhaps it had anything to do with her being so close to the source—both physical and emotional proximity.
She felt close to Sinny, too, and wondered if it was the house. The scarf must have been her favorite—now it was Zane's—and the house a home away from home.
Nova knew why the visions had had such a tormenting quality before she left Los Angeles: she'd never promised Sinny she'd come to New York to…to protect Zane? Or to protect her nephew? What was the ultimate goal?
Once she'd arrived in New York, her visions had almost immediately become less frequent, more like once each week instead of daily,
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