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.I worked steadily, mymind a blank and just as I d hoped, the anxiety that had followed me the entire dayeased, leaving me at peace.The rest of the day passed evening followed and in the weehours of the morning I was still at it.I stopped only for bathroom breaks and once to fix myself dinner, but every stopsaw the return of my unease, so I hurried back to immerse myself in the one thingcapable of relieving that nagging emotion.My progress was sure and steady, and I wasdetermined enough to even ignore the cramping of my fingers.Unwilling to stop, Isoldiered on, my hands moving of their own volition.As though caught in a dream, Iturned to the face of the figure that clung to the griffin s back.Without conscious thought my fingers moved, and the clay features were refinedand smoothed until a face with blank eyes looked back at me.At that momentKate Steele Soul Familiar 3: Fated 34something seemed to snap inside, and a sharp pain hit me square in the chest.I couldn tbreathe, couldn t move.My vision went gray, my head began to spin from lack ofoxygen until with a wrenching effort I flung myself backward, landing on the floor witha thud that jumpstarted the breath in my lungs.Sprawled out on the hardwood, sucking in much needed air, I closed my eyesand let the image swim toward me.I knew that face, but I just couldn t place it. Whoare you? I whispered and was answered by a furious chittering, not to mention a pileof dirty laundry in the face.Levering myself up into a sitting position, I pulled what turned out to be soiledsheets off my head and found myself staring at Kohe. What the hell? What are youdoing? What is this? I growled.Some serious disgust was kicking in when I realizedthose sheets I d just been wearing were marred by the remnants of dried semen andsweat stains. This is seriously gross, you little bastard.What s the idea of throwingdirty laundry on me?I could feel explosive anger building inside me, much larger in proportion towhat Kohe had done, and even knowing it was the result of the cloud of anxiety I dbeen under all day did nothing to stop the roiling buildup that was about to use Koheas its target.I could feel the electrical charge I summoned tingling the tips of my fingers.I needed an outlet and, friendship aside, I was determined that Kohe was going to paythe price for incurring my wrath.I was sure nothing could stop me until he didsomething I ve never seen before and never would have believed possible.A glowing mauve tinted nimbus engulfed him.It not only emanated from himbut was mimicked by the deeper rosy hue that glowed in his eyes.With one look hefroze me in place and once again I found myself in the position of being unable to moveor speak.Thus disabled, I could do nothing beyond accepting the small hands that settledto either side of my face and directed my unbelieving gaze to his.I stared into themesmerizing color that filled his eyes and watched it swirl and dance until imagesappeared.Unfamiliar images.Pictures of me and a beautiful blond man with violet-blueKate Steele Soul Familiar 3: Fated 35eyes doing things together.Sharing meals in my kitchen, studying spells here in the loft,going shopping at the grocery and all the other stores I frequented.My anger drained away to be replaced by complete bafflement at what I wasseeing.When had I done these things? Who was that person who regarded me withsuch a loving expression? No answer was forthcoming, and I had no time to puzzle itout before the next round of images came.These were beyond what I been given before.These told the story of a relationship steeped in intimacy.There was kissing, touching,lovemaking, our bodies entwined and moving together on my bed with an undeniablepassion that kindled a fire in my groin that had my cock thickening.Harsh breaths roared from laboring lungs as I fought Kohe s hold and won myfreedom.A desperate, instinctive need filled me, and I reached for the pile of sheetshe d thrown on me.Burying my face in them, I took a deep breath.The scent that sweptinto my nostrils was the final trigger that allowed my memories to come flooding back. Tyler, I whispered and despite the fact that I wanted to scream his name to theheavens that pale wisp of sound was all I could manage.Emotions I had no idea a living being could contain crushed me, and I rocked mybody in an effort to contain the grief that threatened to tear me apart.Awkward,gasping sobs were wrenched from my lungs and I welcomed the pain.It distracted mefrom the utter hopelessness that threatened to eat me alive.They did it.They took my lover, took my life, took my Tyler.The magnitude ofwhat had happened dropped me into a place so cold and so dark, I at first felt I d neverbe able to crawl free of it& until I felt a small hand patting my back.Kohe, my stalwartcompanion, my friend, and in this case, my savior, was softly crooning and petting mein an effort to make me feel better.It s funny how something like that, some small, insignificant gesture can turneverything around.The loft grew silent but for Kohe s soothing little song [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]