Shades of Amber

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into something else. His eyes transformed
from a dark, hooded anger to a sparkling hazel.
    It made me
nervous.
    “ I need to go, but I hope
you move her so she can wake up on something soft,” he said with an
edge to his voice.
    Faith stared after him
until Amelia spoke. “Well, he was right about one thing… Faith,
Mariah, you get her arms and I’ll get her legs. Let’s get her
upstairs.”
    They all agreed, and
before I could see anything more, I was sucked back into my body.
Panic gripped me when I tried to open my eyes, but it was no use.
Had I hit my head so hard that I slipped into a coma? I could hear
their concerned voices as they fussed over me, so I tried to relax
and come up with a plan.
    ¤¤¤¤
    … Troy…
    My night was looking
up.
    I tapped the glass until a
startled Faith opened the window. “Don’t scream.” My voice soothed
her panic. “You are going to invite me in, and then you will sit in
that chair.”
    “ Please, come
in.”
    I climbed through the
window and gripped her shoulder. “When you hear your friends, you
will forget everything that happened since they left.”
    “ I will forget
everything,” she said as I moved toward Jade’s bed.
    A mixture of triumph and
desire coursed through me as I gathered her in my arms. “You don’t
know how long I’ve waited for this.”
    We were two houses away by
the time their screams filled the air. I stepped out of the shadows
when a black Cadillac pulled to the curb.
    “ Good evening,
Charles.”
    He nodded and opened the
back door. “Mr. Montague.”
    I placed Jade on the seat
and slid beside her as he shut the door. The hem of her T-shirt
rode up as she curled up with her head in my lap.
    It didn’t matter that
she’d forced me to take extreme measures. She was here
now.
    I brushed her hair from
her face as we sped down the highway.
    She was an angel when she
slept.
    ¤¤¤¤

Heart &
Soul
     
    You're my
heart,
    My fire.
     
    What else do you
expect
    When you deny your
desire.
     
    I want your
heart,
    And your soul.
     
    Nothing else can save me
from the cold.
     
    Say you'll share with me
one love,
    One lifetime.
     
    Give me your
heart,
    And I'll give you
mine.
     
    Think of me,
    As I think of
you,
    And I promise,
    I swear,
    Our love will stick like
glue.
     
    -Troy

Chapter 10
    Jade
    First, there was
darkness—then there was Troy.
    It was a beautiful
illusion.
    The world moved around us
as we sat in the back of his luxury car. We locked eyes for a long
time before his lips curved up. He seemed surprised when I lifted
my hand, but then he allowed his cheek to rest against my palm.
“You feel so real, but I have to let you go,” I whispered as I shut
my eyes. “I need to wake up now.”
    My lashes fluttered three
times before I realized I wasn’t hallucinating, and then there was
screaming.
    “ Shh, hush now,
Jade.”
    I leapt to the other side,
startled by the voice in my head. “What are you?”
    A smile crossed his face
as he reached for me. “You should rest. You’ve had quite a
day.”
    I stared at the amber ring
on his index finger as his thumb stroked my hand.
    His smile widened as he
tucked my bangs behind my ear. “You don’t know why it looks
familiar do you?”
    I shook my head like a
sheepish child and kicked myself for the way I was
acting.
    He couldn’t be that hard
to resist, but the longer I looked at him, the more I wanted to
give in to temptation. If the eyes really were the windows to the
soul, his were doors to the abyss.
    I wanted to look away, but
his hand caressed my hair, keeping me still as the other circled my
wrist. Before I knew it, I was seeing a memory reflected in his
eyes?
    It should’ve been a
hallucination, but it wasn’t.
    The sun was bright as we
played at his beach house. The air carried dozens of scents with
the breeze, tickling my nose as if I were there again. That had
been one of my favorite summers. A large tree shielded us from the
sun as he pushed me in a white swing. Back and

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