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revealed a little too much.
She sat quietly for a moment, looking at her hands as they lay folded in her lap. Finally, she was able to bring herself to speak. “I don't know any other Talents, so I can't speak on their behalf. Quite frankly, they don't sound like people I would want to befriend anyway. Maybe it's for the best that I was adopted, because my parents raised me to follow the Golden Rule and treat others with the respect they deserve. They would never encourage me to treat anyone like they were less of a person because they had less or earned less, especially if they worked for our family. But I think maybe we should put whatever this is between us on hold for a while until you figure out who I am and if you want to be something more than my Watcher. I already know who I am, and giving me a little extra oomph isn't going to change that.” She slowly slid off the bed, heading for the door. “I'm going to take a break and call my parents. Then we can start back in on my education.” She walked out, closing the door firmly behind her.
I felt like more of an ass than I ever had in my life. It had to be said, though. I couldn't end up like my father, watching the woman I love romance a new man every week right in front me and then choose to leave all together. He'd only married my mother so that he could have a son to carry on the Guardian tradition, to carry on the Lyoncourt legacy. The real legacy was the pessimism and bitterness that fille d me at the ripe old age of 21.
I threw myself back on the bed, trying to figure out what I should have said to explain myself better and landed on the envelope I'd left there. I sighed and tore into it with resignation, knowing I'd better at least fulfill my professional responsibility since I wasn't doing anything else right. Maybe my emotions were overwhelming my common sense and training. I needed to pull my shit together.
The first page in the packet contained news that wasn't much of a shock, but still made me feel sick to my stomach. Henry had been pronounced dead at the hospital. Gabriel had made arrangements to have his body shipped back to the Guardian's cemetery just outside of our U.S. Headquarters. He didn't have any family left anyway.
The rest of the packet contained updates on current protection details, and a few pages of additional information on Anna's biological parents. As I looked everything over, I thought I might have come up with an idea how to work my wa y back into Anna's good graces.
Chapter Ten: A nna
I stomped out of Daniel's room in a fit of anger. My temper crackling like lightning, I had to get away before I said something I would regret. I was furious that he would imply that I was going to turn into some money hungry floozy who would drop him like a hot potato as soon as someone with a bigger wad of cash stumbled into my path. For someone who claimed to know all about me, he was pretty damn clueless.
I stomped into my room and slammed the door behind me, huffing the entire time. “Idiot!” I yelled at the empty room. “Stupid, prejudiced idiot!” Get a grip, Anna, I told myself. This is a hotel—that means paper thin walls. Like I need any more attention drawn to me. I needed to do something, to distract myself. I decided to strip down and take a shower before calling my Mom. Maybe that would help me relax enough that she wou ldn't pick up on my foul mood.
The shower helped some, and when I started to towel off, I could hear my cell phone ringing in the other room. My caller ID confirmed that it was my mom. She always seemed to know when I was going to call. She must have some sort of “Mom ESP,” the ability to sense when your adult offspring are about to cry, even over long distances.
“Hi, Mom,” I said, trying to keep my voice pleasant and cheerful. I listened as she filled me in on all the local and family gossip, including that Dad said hi and sent his love. I made agreement noises and tried to toss in a few
She sat quietly for a moment, looking at her hands as they lay folded in her lap. Finally, she was able to bring herself to speak. “I don't know any other Talents, so I can't speak on their behalf. Quite frankly, they don't sound like people I would want to befriend anyway. Maybe it's for the best that I was adopted, because my parents raised me to follow the Golden Rule and treat others with the respect they deserve. They would never encourage me to treat anyone like they were less of a person because they had less or earned less, especially if they worked for our family. But I think maybe we should put whatever this is between us on hold for a while until you figure out who I am and if you want to be something more than my Watcher. I already know who I am, and giving me a little extra oomph isn't going to change that.” She slowly slid off the bed, heading for the door. “I'm going to take a break and call my parents. Then we can start back in on my education.” She walked out, closing the door firmly behind her.
I felt like more of an ass than I ever had in my life. It had to be said, though. I couldn't end up like my father, watching the woman I love romance a new man every week right in front me and then choose to leave all together. He'd only married my mother so that he could have a son to carry on the Guardian tradition, to carry on the Lyoncourt legacy. The real legacy was the pessimism and bitterness that fille d me at the ripe old age of 21.
I threw myself back on the bed, trying to figure out what I should have said to explain myself better and landed on the envelope I'd left there. I sighed and tore into it with resignation, knowing I'd better at least fulfill my professional responsibility since I wasn't doing anything else right. Maybe my emotions were overwhelming my common sense and training. I needed to pull my shit together.
The first page in the packet contained news that wasn't much of a shock, but still made me feel sick to my stomach. Henry had been pronounced dead at the hospital. Gabriel had made arrangements to have his body shipped back to the Guardian's cemetery just outside of our U.S. Headquarters. He didn't have any family left anyway.
The rest of the packet contained updates on current protection details, and a few pages of additional information on Anna's biological parents. As I looked everything over, I thought I might have come up with an idea how to work my wa y back into Anna's good graces.
Chapter Ten: A nna
I stomped out of Daniel's room in a fit of anger. My temper crackling like lightning, I had to get away before I said something I would regret. I was furious that he would imply that I was going to turn into some money hungry floozy who would drop him like a hot potato as soon as someone with a bigger wad of cash stumbled into my path. For someone who claimed to know all about me, he was pretty damn clueless.
I stomped into my room and slammed the door behind me, huffing the entire time. “Idiot!” I yelled at the empty room. “Stupid, prejudiced idiot!” Get a grip, Anna, I told myself. This is a hotel—that means paper thin walls. Like I need any more attention drawn to me. I needed to do something, to distract myself. I decided to strip down and take a shower before calling my Mom. Maybe that would help me relax enough that she wou ldn't pick up on my foul mood.
The shower helped some, and when I started to towel off, I could hear my cell phone ringing in the other room. My caller ID confirmed that it was my mom. She always seemed to know when I was going to call. She must have some sort of “Mom ESP,” the ability to sense when your adult offspring are about to cry, even over long distances.
“Hi, Mom,” I said, trying to keep my voice pleasant and cheerful. I listened as she filled me in on all the local and family gossip, including that Dad said hi and sent his love. I made agreement noises and tried to toss in a few
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