you, brother.” Mark went silent as he stared at Paul’s forehead. “She was in foster care.” It was said more of a statement than a question.
Paul’s heart started to race. He had let this conversation go on longer than he should have. He stood and started backing away. “No, I am sorry but I should not have come here.” Paul started to pull away back into his own mind.
“You cannot run forever, Paul. We will find you and then we will find her,” Paul heard his brother promise as he severed the connection.
Paul rolled out of bed, gasping for breath. What had he done? He hoped that his family never found out about Katie. He did not know why but he knew that he would not be able to live in a world that did not have her in it. She was like a fresh breath of air that he desperately needed. Even more so, he had a feeling that the dragon race itself needed her, which scared the shit out of him.
Chapter 8
Laying on the end of Katie’s bed was a plain white envelope. If she wanted answers then she knew she had to open it, she just could not bring herself to do it yet. She just sat there looking at it, like if she watched it long enough it would just tear itself open. Her music played softly in the background. Maroon 5 always calmed her, but not tonight. The now empty wine bottle sat on her night stand as further proof of how long she had been sitting there. No matter what she did, Paul’s voice echoed through her head. And with his voice came images. At first it was of him sitting across from her, running his finger through his hair. Then of him standing in front of her without a shirt, his strong arms wrapped around her, his tender lips pressed against hers. Katie moaned. God, she was horny. She wished that she could just pick up her phone and call him. Tell him to get his ass back over here, but it was probably best that she could not do so. Mixing work with pleasure never ended well for anyone involved.
Katie leaned back against her pillow and let out a long sigh. Then it hit her. If Paul could connect to her mind, then just maybe she could connect with him. But how? She cleared her head of all things except for Paul. What he looked like. Smelled like. Sounded like. The way he felt as he held her.
A small rope appeared in front of her. Katie did not know how but it felt like Paul’s very essence was weaved through it. She reached up and wrapped her hands around it, feeling his warmth wrap around her. She smiled and savored the moment a few seconds before she tugged as hard as she could.
***
Paul finally had his breathing under control when he felt a strong tug at his mind. At first he thought it was his brother, because no one else had a connection with his mind. He did not want to talk to his brother again. He was about to sever the connection but stopped. “Paul?” came the sweet voice that sang to his soul in a way no one else ever could. “Are you there?” For a moment, he did not move. Then in a split second he was in his bed, laying back against his pillows. He closed his eyes and pulled on the connection. He needed to see her, to make sure she was okay.
Everything started to change around him. At first it was a big colorful blob, then finally everything fell into place. Paul was now standing in a room very similar to his own bedroom. The only difference was that this one had a homey feel to it. The walls were painted a dark red and the furniture was black. He turned around slowly, taking everything in. When his eyes came to a stop at the bed, his heart skipped a beat at the sight in front of him.
Katie was
Paul’s heart started to race. He had let this conversation go on longer than he should have. He stood and started backing away. “No, I am sorry but I should not have come here.” Paul started to pull away back into his own mind.
“You cannot run forever, Paul. We will find you and then we will find her,” Paul heard his brother promise as he severed the connection.
Paul rolled out of bed, gasping for breath. What had he done? He hoped that his family never found out about Katie. He did not know why but he knew that he would not be able to live in a world that did not have her in it. She was like a fresh breath of air that he desperately needed. Even more so, he had a feeling that the dragon race itself needed her, which scared the shit out of him.
Chapter 8
Laying on the end of Katie’s bed was a plain white envelope. If she wanted answers then she knew she had to open it, she just could not bring herself to do it yet. She just sat there looking at it, like if she watched it long enough it would just tear itself open. Her music played softly in the background. Maroon 5 always calmed her, but not tonight. The now empty wine bottle sat on her night stand as further proof of how long she had been sitting there. No matter what she did, Paul’s voice echoed through her head. And with his voice came images. At first it was of him sitting across from her, running his finger through his hair. Then of him standing in front of her without a shirt, his strong arms wrapped around her, his tender lips pressed against hers. Katie moaned. God, she was horny. She wished that she could just pick up her phone and call him. Tell him to get his ass back over here, but it was probably best that she could not do so. Mixing work with pleasure never ended well for anyone involved.
Katie leaned back against her pillow and let out a long sigh. Then it hit her. If Paul could connect to her mind, then just maybe she could connect with him. But how? She cleared her head of all things except for Paul. What he looked like. Smelled like. Sounded like. The way he felt as he held her.
A small rope appeared in front of her. Katie did not know how but it felt like Paul’s very essence was weaved through it. She reached up and wrapped her hands around it, feeling his warmth wrap around her. She smiled and savored the moment a few seconds before she tugged as hard as she could.
***
Paul finally had his breathing under control when he felt a strong tug at his mind. At first he thought it was his brother, because no one else had a connection with his mind. He did not want to talk to his brother again. He was about to sever the connection but stopped. “Paul?” came the sweet voice that sang to his soul in a way no one else ever could. “Are you there?” For a moment, he did not move. Then in a split second he was in his bed, laying back against his pillows. He closed his eyes and pulled on the connection. He needed to see her, to make sure she was okay.
Everything started to change around him. At first it was a big colorful blob, then finally everything fell into place. Paul was now standing in a room very similar to his own bedroom. The only difference was that this one had a homey feel to it. The walls were painted a dark red and the furniture was black. He turned around slowly, taking everything in. When his eyes came to a stop at the bed, his heart skipped a beat at the sight in front of him.
Katie was
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