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going to show me?"
Now it was his turn to shrug, and he did it in such a bear-like manner, his ears coming up around his shoulders, that I had to risk his wrath and pretend to wipe away sweat from my nose in order to hide my smile from him. He ignored the fact that I hadn't listened to him, clearly too annoyed by my question to comment on the motion. "If I knew what you were going to see after the ceremony of sweat, there'd be little to no point in putting you through it, would there?"
I nodded. He was right, of course. I got the feeling that he was going to often be right, but that was his role. In this story, I was the fish out of water and he was the one who knew all of the new rules I had to learn. Maybe I'd be able to twist them, to use them to my advantage in a way that someone as regimental and structured as he hadn't been able to, but that wouldn't be until well past the halfway point of the plot...
"So what do we do now?" I asked.
He frowned. "Put another log on the fire and wait. And stop talking."
I looked around, expecting a roaring blaze to appear. When it didn't, I got up and cranked the thermostat over even further. "Sounds good," I said.
"Good sounds would be no sounds," Keller reminded me.
Chapter 15
The laptop's monitor burned my retinas with the fury of a thousand suns. My fingertips on the keyboard buzzed. I could feel the electricity flowing through it, flowing through me, making the letters I was touching and the words I needed to make one and the same.
A whiff of wood smoke brushed past me, and then a cold wind swirled in from outside of the cave for a moment, kissing my sweat-slick brow before being chased away once more by the heat of the fire.
I was a force. I could make something from nothing. Behind me I felt the greater heat of Keller's form as he sat on the bed, as stoic as any other immoveable piece of nature, waiting for me to come to terms with who I was and what I had to do.
Turns out, I had to pee... "I'll be right back!" I said, jumping out of my chair and racing into the bathroom, escaping there for the second time today.
"Nature calls," he said, and I couldn't help but smile at his little pun as I closed the door and did my business. It was cooler in here, but that didn't mean that my vision was any farther away than it had been a moment before.
At least I didn't feel pressured by Keller. Logan had made it abundantly clear when my purpose in his life was and, even though I found the thought of sex with him appealing, I knew that there was every chance that I'd have been nothing more than one more notch on his bed stand. I had something he wanted, and he was willing to spend his time and money on me until I'd agreed to give it to him.
But Keller... Well, Keller was different. If the last book had been about the woman being the pawn, a little innocent piece on a game board that wasn't entirely aware of her role, then things had changed a lot this time around.
Keller had such a naive, truly honest way about him. He'd call a spade a spade, but he'd die for his beliefs and he'd never retreat or surrender.
He was almost too good...
And that was the thing, wasn't it? Logan hadn't cared at all that I wasn't Emma. To him, it didn't matter. He wanted what I had, and I could call myself by whatever name I needed to, so long as I gave in to him in the end.
Keller hadn't asked my name, and I got the feeling that it wasn't because he didn't want to know it. No, it was almost as if...
It was almost as if whoever I was, I was the right one .
There it was, like a bolt from Heaven. The Bear Shifter was too pure, too virtuous to believe that the woman in front of him could be anyone other than the person he was supposed to be with. I mean there he was, out of place in Southern California, sitting on a bed for probably one of the first times in his life.
Now it was his turn to shrug, and he did it in such a bear-like manner, his ears coming up around his shoulders, that I had to risk his wrath and pretend to wipe away sweat from my nose in order to hide my smile from him. He ignored the fact that I hadn't listened to him, clearly too annoyed by my question to comment on the motion. "If I knew what you were going to see after the ceremony of sweat, there'd be little to no point in putting you through it, would there?"
I nodded. He was right, of course. I got the feeling that he was going to often be right, but that was his role. In this story, I was the fish out of water and he was the one who knew all of the new rules I had to learn. Maybe I'd be able to twist them, to use them to my advantage in a way that someone as regimental and structured as he hadn't been able to, but that wouldn't be until well past the halfway point of the plot...
"So what do we do now?" I asked.
He frowned. "Put another log on the fire and wait. And stop talking."
I looked around, expecting a roaring blaze to appear. When it didn't, I got up and cranked the thermostat over even further. "Sounds good," I said.
"Good sounds would be no sounds," Keller reminded me.
Chapter 15
The laptop's monitor burned my retinas with the fury of a thousand suns. My fingertips on the keyboard buzzed. I could feel the electricity flowing through it, flowing through me, making the letters I was touching and the words I needed to make one and the same.
A whiff of wood smoke brushed past me, and then a cold wind swirled in from outside of the cave for a moment, kissing my sweat-slick brow before being chased away once more by the heat of the fire.
I was a force. I could make something from nothing. Behind me I felt the greater heat of Keller's form as he sat on the bed, as stoic as any other immoveable piece of nature, waiting for me to come to terms with who I was and what I had to do.
Turns out, I had to pee... "I'll be right back!" I said, jumping out of my chair and racing into the bathroom, escaping there for the second time today.
"Nature calls," he said, and I couldn't help but smile at his little pun as I closed the door and did my business. It was cooler in here, but that didn't mean that my vision was any farther away than it had been a moment before.
At least I didn't feel pressured by Keller. Logan had made it abundantly clear when my purpose in his life was and, even though I found the thought of sex with him appealing, I knew that there was every chance that I'd have been nothing more than one more notch on his bed stand. I had something he wanted, and he was willing to spend his time and money on me until I'd agreed to give it to him.
But Keller... Well, Keller was different. If the last book had been about the woman being the pawn, a little innocent piece on a game board that wasn't entirely aware of her role, then things had changed a lot this time around.
Keller had such a naive, truly honest way about him. He'd call a spade a spade, but he'd die for his beliefs and he'd never retreat or surrender.
He was almost too good...
And that was the thing, wasn't it? Logan hadn't cared at all that I wasn't Emma. To him, it didn't matter. He wanted what I had, and I could call myself by whatever name I needed to, so long as I gave in to him in the end.
Keller hadn't asked my name, and I got the feeling that it wasn't because he didn't want to know it. No, it was almost as if...
It was almost as if whoever I was, I was the right one .
There it was, like a bolt from Heaven. The Bear Shifter was too pure, too virtuous to believe that the woman in front of him could be anyone other than the person he was supposed to be with. I mean there he was, out of place in Southern California, sitting on a bed for probably one of the first times in his life.