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this out. She can only do that by seeing what happens.”
    I sighed. Now I had no choice but to explain things. Christian needed her help, so I had to man up. “Yeah, I’ll go get her. Text me the address.”
    “Thanks. I am starting to honestly believe she might be our last hope.”
    “Maybe she is. I’ll be there as soon as I can.”
    Hanging up the phone, I finished getting dressed before I ran out to the car. Once Sean’s text came through, I started toward Philly. Big cities weren’t really my thing, but if Sierra could figure all of this out, maybe one day I could get her to come live with me. During the drive, I thought of what I could say to her. Part of me wanted her to run in the other direction, away from all my baggage. While the other part wanted to keep her with me as long as I could have her. The war in my head hadn’t ended by the time I pulled up in front of her house.
    It was an old, quiet neighborhood. Not many cars in the drives in the middle of the day. With my heart ready to pump out of my chest, I walked up to the front door and knocked. No answer. I knocked again, a little louder. The house was a two-story colonial with a front porch. It would be hard to hear the front door from the back of the house. I tried once more, but in my gut I knew something was wrong.
    First, I tried the knob, which happened to be locked. Good thing for a woman living by herself, at least under normal circumstances. Right then, it was the last thing I needed. Looking in all of the normal hiding spots, I found a hide-a-key underneath one of the planters on the porch. We were going to have to talk about keys in obvious fucking hiding spots. Unlocking the door, I let myself in.
    The front of the house was dark, the only light coming from the windows. To my right sat a well-kept living room and to my left an office that looked like it got very little use. Sierra was nowhere to be found.
    “Sierra,” I called through the house.
    No one answered. Where could she be? Sniffing the air, her scent was everywhere, but it was strongest at the back of the house. Running through the living room to the back, I found myself in the kitchen. I stopped dead in my tracks at the sight of her sprawled on the floor unconscious. 
    “Sierra,” I shouted.
    Dropping to my knees at her side, I noticed the even rise and fall of her chest. I looked around and found the book lying by her side. It was turned to a page with a spell I didn’t know. Pulling out my phone, I snapped a picture and sent it to Sean’s phone. He’d be able to decipher what the spell would be used for. When he didn’t answer my text right away, I dialed his number. The phone rang and rang. No answer.
    Scooping Sierra into my arms, I sat there on the floor, brushing the hair from her face. “Please open your eyes, Sierra. We need you. I need you.”
    Her eyelids fluttered.
    “That’s it, sweetheart, open your eyes for me.”
    Slowly, her eyes opened. “Dylan?”
    “It’s me, baby. I’m so glad you came back to me.”
    Suddenly, her eyes flashed and she sat up, straddling my legs. Before I could utter one word of protest, her mouth was on mine. The bond between us flared. There was nothing I could do but kiss her back. Coaxing her lips apart, I slid my tongue inside her warm, wet mouth. If heaven existed, I’d found it.
    Her hands pressed against my chest, clutching the fabric of my shirt. Cupping her face with my hands, I tilted her head to plunge my tongue deeper. The sweet flavor of vanilla assaulted my senses. As parts of our bond were beginning to connect, I found my hands wandering down to the bottom of her shirt.
    When my fingers took hold of the hem, I pulled it up and over her head. Our mouths reconnected instantly. My hands teased the soft skin of her abdomen, lifting until they reached high enough to cup her breast. With a gasp, she scrambled out of my lap panting. I sucked in deep, calming breaths while I watched a million emotions come over her