captain, remembering the night she’d entered Sazx’s chamber, dagger in hand, with the intent to slit his throat in his sleep. His lack of gray skin had stopped her. In his heart, Sazx had never truly sworn himself to Dagon. She had seen it then as she saw it now.
As Sazx caressed her neck with his thumb, Olinia couldn’t help but stare into his startlingly clear, blue eyes. For the first time in a long time, warmth spread through her by someone’s touch. Her heart quickened a little.
Letting out her breath in a rush, she whispered, “I’m so glad I hesitated that night I went to kill you.”
“So am I.”
All at once he kissed her. Sazx’s hand behind her neck drew her to him. Instinctively, her own hands slid up over his chest, grabbing hold of his shirt as she allowed his passion to sweep through her. His kiss was firm, commanding. He knew exactly what he wanted, and she was fairly confident that what he wanted was her. As quickly as the kiss began, however, it ended all too soon. Sazx was the one to pull away, leaving Olinia slightly breathless.
She wasn’t satisfied. Just as she was about to kiss him again, she sensed an overwhelming amount of shock wash over her. Sazx was looking past her and Olinia knew that her brother was standing behind her.
His thoughts held no words – he was too stunned to think. All he saw was an image of Sazx and Olinia moments before, replaying over and over in his mind’s eye. There was some disgust attached to the shock. Apparently, Legann wasn’t really comfortable witnessing his sister kiss Sazx, especially when it came as a surprise. He hadn’t even known they were in the kitchen. He’d come downstairs for a drink.
Sazx straightened in his chair, and Olinia decided it was time for her to go back to bed. She would deal with Legann’s questions in the morning, once she figured out what to tell him. Taking a deep breath, Olinia stood and faced Legann. Then she heard another mind.
Time suddenly slowed for Olinia in a way she had not experienced previously. In a brief moment, Olinia saw through the eyes of this fourth person a flashlight in hand as she saw the stream of light peek into the TV room behind Legann’s back. On impulse, Olinia dropped to the floor, her blanket still wrapped around her, and screamed out to the thoughts of both Legann and Sazx. Get down!
They hit the floor with reflexes that boasted of their training in warfare. Legann darted across the room on his hands and knees to join Olinia and Sazx against the wall beneath the kitchen window, barely missing the reach of the flashlight as the person outside rounded the perimeter of the house to view inside the kitchen. Olinia tucked her legs beneath her and noted that Legann and Sazx had done the same.
You didn’t hear anyone sneaking up on us? Legann blurted inwardly.
I was a little distracted, she retorted.
Great. So, first Sazx breaks in and now this guy?
Sazx had a key , she pointed out. And I’m not sure if this guy wants to come in.
Legann was right to assume the trespasser was a man though. Just like how she had guessed with Sazx through his mind’s images, the person’s height was that of a man. She tried to see his face from the reflection on the window’s glass, but all she could get was a vague outline beneath a dark hoodie. She was only getting images – this man wasn’t thinking. He was concentrating intently on what he saw inside the house. He was looking for something.
Sazx laid a hand on her arm. Is the person armed?
I’m not sure, she answered honestly. At this point it was a possibility.
As the flashlight moved from the kitchen to the other rooms in the house’s main floor, Olinia continued her attempts at glimpsing the stranger’s face on the windows. It was difficult. He wasn’t focusing on his own face. Because Olinia was looking out through his thoughts, she was only seeing what he saw, which was just the interior of her own home. He wasn’t hesitating on any
Kristin Vayden
Ed Gorman
Margaret Daley
Kim Newman
Vivian Arend
Janet Dailey
Nick Oldham
Frank Tuttle
Robert Swartwood
Devin Carter