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hours," she said. "All we have to do is pick one that doesn't look like it's
been charted yet. Odds are no one will find us during the next few hours.
Heck, I doubt if anyone will even come looking for us. Drummond must think
we're dead. He'll no doubt report that we got reckless, 36 Cnarmed
got ourselves fried by that waterfall, and that the firm of Gage & Burch is
out of business."
"True. He can't have any way of knowing that we survived. All the same, I
don't want to take any more chances than necessary." Sam looked at her. "We
haven't got a lot of time."
The prowling urgency in him worried her. She opened her mouth to say
something reassuring, but the words got caught in her throat. He was only a
short distance away now. For the first time since they had come through the
waterfall, she got a close look at his eyes. What she saw there stilled her
breath for a few seconds. Hot, intense, brilliant; sexual desire, elemental
and dangerously compelling, blazed in his eyes. His gaze literally glittered
with what, in any other circumstances, she might have mistaken for the first
evidence that he felt a degree of genuine passion for her. Adeline's
question came back to her in an uncomfortable rush. "So, is it true what
they say about ghost-hunters? Are they really amazing in bed after they've
zapped a ghost? I've heard the sex is unbelievable right after a burn.''
What she saw in Sam now, she realized, was no more than the aftereffects of
a massive expenditure of ghost-hunter psi talent. Chemically speaking, it
was the result of a combination of testosterone, adrenaline, and the potent
biological cocktail his paranormal powers had dumped into his bloodstream.
Nothing personal, she reminded herself. He wasn't attracted to her, per se.
It just happened that he was rezzed for sex, and she was the only female in
sight. Anything in skirts would probably do just fine for him at that
moment.
"Uh, Sam? Are you okay?"
"No." He went past her, heading for the first branching corridor. "Let's get
moving."
Tk
ree
He was freaking her out. He knew it, but there wasn't much he could do about
it. Hanging on to his self-control required every shred of what little
willpower he could muster. Getting them both safely through the waterfall
had required more power than he'd ever used in his life; more than he'd
known he possessed. He did not intend to tell Virginia the truth: that it
had been damned close. They had made it, but in the process he'd poured so
much psychic wattage through his amber that he'd destroyed the resonating
properties of the precision-tuned stone. Melting amber meant you'd pushed
the envelope. There was always a price to pay. He'd experienced the sexual
buzz that often occurred after a major burn before. In the past, he'd always
felt fully in control of the predictable arousal. But this time things were
different. It wasn't just that the burn had been bigger; the real problem
was that this time, he was alone with Virginia, the woman he'd been lusting
after for nearly two months. He was in the grip of a feverish desire that
was all the worse because he had worked so hard to suppress and conceal
it.BRIDAL JITTERS
JAYNE CASTLE
o
ne
Harmony: Cadence City, two hundred years after the closing of the Curtain
"So, is it true what they say about ghost-hunters?" Adeline Delmore leaned
close and lowered her voice as she helped herself to another orange-frosted
cookie. "Are they really amazing in bed after they've zapped a ghost? I've
heard the sex is unbelievable right after a burn."
The question caught Virginia Burch just as she took a sip of the sparkling
wine punch.
hours," she said. "All we have to do is pick one that doesn't look like it's
been charted yet. Odds are no one will find us during the next few hours.
Heck, I doubt if anyone will even come looking for us. Drummond must think
we're dead. He'll no doubt report that we got reckless, 36 Cnarmed
got ourselves fried by that waterfall, and that the firm of Gage & Burch is
out of business."
"True. He can't have any way of knowing that we survived. All the same, I
don't want to take any more chances than necessary." Sam looked at her. "We
haven't got a lot of time."
The prowling urgency in him worried her. She opened her mouth to say
something reassuring, but the words got caught in her throat. He was only a
short distance away now. For the first time since they had come through the
waterfall, she got a close look at his eyes. What she saw there stilled her
breath for a few seconds. Hot, intense, brilliant; sexual desire, elemental
and dangerously compelling, blazed in his eyes. His gaze literally glittered
with what, in any other circumstances, she might have mistaken for the first
evidence that he felt a degree of genuine passion for her. Adeline's
question came back to her in an uncomfortable rush. "So, is it true what
they say about ghost-hunters? Are they really amazing in bed after they've
zapped a ghost? I've heard the sex is unbelievable right after a burn.''
What she saw in Sam now, she realized, was no more than the aftereffects of
a massive expenditure of ghost-hunter psi talent. Chemically speaking, it
was the result of a combination of testosterone, adrenaline, and the potent
biological cocktail his paranormal powers had dumped into his bloodstream.
Nothing personal, she reminded herself. He wasn't attracted to her, per se.
It just happened that he was rezzed for sex, and she was the only female in
sight. Anything in skirts would probably do just fine for him at that
moment.
"Uh, Sam? Are you okay?"
"No." He went past her, heading for the first branching corridor. "Let's get
moving."
Tk
ree
He was freaking her out. He knew it, but there wasn't much he could do about
it. Hanging on to his self-control required every shred of what little
willpower he could muster. Getting them both safely through the waterfall
had required more power than he'd ever used in his life; more than he'd
known he possessed. He did not intend to tell Virginia the truth: that it
had been damned close. They had made it, but in the process he'd poured so
much psychic wattage through his amber that he'd destroyed the resonating
properties of the precision-tuned stone. Melting amber meant you'd pushed
the envelope. There was always a price to pay. He'd experienced the sexual
buzz that often occurred after a major burn before. In the past, he'd always
felt fully in control of the predictable arousal. But this time things were
different. It wasn't just that the burn had been bigger; the real problem
was that this time, he was alone with Virginia, the woman he'd been lusting
after for nearly two months. He was in the grip of a feverish desire that
was all the worse because he had worked so hard to suppress and conceal
it.BRIDAL JITTERS
JAYNE CASTLE
o
ne
Harmony: Cadence City, two hundred years after the closing of the Curtain
"So, is it true what they say about ghost-hunters?" Adeline Delmore leaned
close and lowered her voice as she helped herself to another orange-frosted
cookie. "Are they really amazing in bed after they've zapped a ghost? I've
heard the sex is unbelievable right after a burn."
The question caught Virginia Burch just as she took a sip of the sparkling
wine punch.
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