Sweet Reckoning
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“I would have stopped, Anna.” His voice was a thick whisper, causing tears to streak down each of my cheeks. “I swear. I’d die before I took you against your will. Please tell me you believe me.”
“I believe you.” And I did, but it had still been a scary, desperate moment that left me trembling. I was furious with the Dukes for putting us through this. What if we hadn’t been able to talk the whisperer into leaving? Things were going too far. Something would have to give. And soon.
I swiped the tears from my cheeks and pushed my fingers into his hair, knowing full well the whisperer could return at any moment. We couldn’t keep touching like this.
“Get under the covers with me,” I said. “We need to lie here for a little while in case it comes back.”
Kaidan looked up at me, showing all the emotion he’d so expertly kept hidden in the presence of the spirit. His expression made everything inside me come to life.
“There you are,” I whispered, stroking his cheek until I was awarded with a tired, small grin.
He sat up, shifting the pillow over his lap until he was under the blanket. We lay side by side, quiet, both our chests rising and falling too fast. Kaidan trembled before seeming to suddenly remember something. He shot up and took my arm, running a hand over the bruises.
“Anna . . .” Here we go. “What. The bloody hell. Happened? Who did this to you?”
I swallowed hard. “Listen, Kai. I’m all right now, okay?”
“Who?”
His breathing became faster, a raging storm brewing.
“The sons of Thamuz.”
His mouth went slack. “What did they do? I swear to God—”
“Nothing. They tried to take me, but I fought. And . . . Kope showed up.”
“Kope?”
“Yeah.” Kaidan was not going to like this story. I braced myself, and told him everything. He looked ready to blow a fuse.
“You should have called me,” he said.
“I thought you were in L.A. There wasn’t much time, and I didn’t want you to be worried. I was going to tell you everything afterward.”
He rubbed his face. “I can’t . . . I just . . . Anna, swear you’ll never engage another Neph like that. You’re bloody lucky Kope showed! God, what would I do? Look at you!”
He pushed my hair aside and cursed at the sight of my shoulder and back.
“I’d no clue you were injured,” he whispered. “I was too rough. . . .”
“I’m okay. I swear. You had to be rough. It was more convincing that way.”
“I’ll kill them.”
“Sh.” I pulled Kaidan back down to lie next to me and watched him breathe as he worked through his anger.
After ten minutes I said, “We can probably get up now, right? I think that’s long enough to get the job done.”
My words pulled him from his dark thoughts enough to make him chuckle. “Ah, luv, I’d certainly hope not.”
It was a relief to hear him joking. We sat up, and just as I was about to ask if he thought the spirit would come back, he turned and kissed me for real, cupping my face. I gripped his shoulders, gasping at the feel of our bare chests meeting as our passion urged us closer. I forced myself to pull back.
“Oh, God,” he said. “Clothes. Now.”
“You first,” I said.
“Look away,” he advised. “Unless you want an eyeful.”
I turned my head, partly out of embarrassment and partly because if I let my curiosity get the best of me and he caught me staring, he might attack. And I might let him.
My head snapped up when I heard Kaidan curse, and I found him standing there shirtless, facing the same hovering spirit that had left us ten minutes earlier.
“Yes, I’m obviously done,” Kaidan said to it, sounding bored.
The spirit turned toward me, and even though my chest was covered by the blanket, I wanted to pull it up higher. I didn’t dare move.
The spirit must have said something else telepathically to Kai, because he responded in a snide tone, “You do that.”
When the spirit flew away, Kaidan let out a breath and said in a low voice, “He’s gone to tell Pharzuph.”
I swallowed a dry lump and nodded. Kai bent to pick up my discarded clothes and tossed them to me before disappearing into the bathroom.
The whole time I dressed, a question continued churning inside me: Kaidan or the world? I’d been spared making that choice today, but it seemed inevitable that I’d have to eventually. Could I do the right thing if it meant Kaidan would lose his life? Tears threatened to fall again, but I fought them back, putting on a strong face and closing my eyes.
Please, God. Don’t make me choose.
CHAPTER TEN
WORRIES APLENTY
We opted to stay in the hotel room awhile longer now that the whisper was gone, but we knew we’d have to leave soon.
Kaidan stretched out on his back and looked longingly at my lap, which was at the perfect level to lay his head. I would have loved to run my fingers through his hair again, but didn’t want to take any chances. Having him there with me felt unreal. I expected him to be snatched away at any moment. I never fully relaxed, always tense and waiting for a dark spirit or enemy Neph.
“What happens now?” I asked.
“I have to go back to L.A.” His voice mirrored my sadness. “But I don’t want to leave you.”
“You must be tired.”
He pulled my hand under the covers and twined our fingers together. “I’ll sleep on the plane.”
“I believe you.” And I did, but it had still been a scary, desperate moment that left me trembling. I was furious with the Dukes for putting us through this. What if we hadn’t been able to talk the whisperer into leaving? Things were going too far. Something would have to give. And soon.
I swiped the tears from my cheeks and pushed my fingers into his hair, knowing full well the whisperer could return at any moment. We couldn’t keep touching like this.
“Get under the covers with me,” I said. “We need to lie here for a little while in case it comes back.”
Kaidan looked up at me, showing all the emotion he’d so expertly kept hidden in the presence of the spirit. His expression made everything inside me come to life.
“There you are,” I whispered, stroking his cheek until I was awarded with a tired, small grin.
He sat up, shifting the pillow over his lap until he was under the blanket. We lay side by side, quiet, both our chests rising and falling too fast. Kaidan trembled before seeming to suddenly remember something. He shot up and took my arm, running a hand over the bruises.
“Anna . . .” Here we go. “What. The bloody hell. Happened? Who did this to you?”
I swallowed hard. “Listen, Kai. I’m all right now, okay?”
“Who?”
His breathing became faster, a raging storm brewing.
“The sons of Thamuz.”
His mouth went slack. “What did they do? I swear to God—”
“Nothing. They tried to take me, but I fought. And . . . Kope showed up.”
“Kope?”
“Yeah.” Kaidan was not going to like this story. I braced myself, and told him everything. He looked ready to blow a fuse.
“You should have called me,” he said.
“I thought you were in L.A. There wasn’t much time, and I didn’t want you to be worried. I was going to tell you everything afterward.”
He rubbed his face. “I can’t . . . I just . . . Anna, swear you’ll never engage another Neph like that. You’re bloody lucky Kope showed! God, what would I do? Look at you!”
He pushed my hair aside and cursed at the sight of my shoulder and back.
“I’d no clue you were injured,” he whispered. “I was too rough. . . .”
“I’m okay. I swear. You had to be rough. It was more convincing that way.”
“I’ll kill them.”
“Sh.” I pulled Kaidan back down to lie next to me and watched him breathe as he worked through his anger.
After ten minutes I said, “We can probably get up now, right? I think that’s long enough to get the job done.”
My words pulled him from his dark thoughts enough to make him chuckle. “Ah, luv, I’d certainly hope not.”
It was a relief to hear him joking. We sat up, and just as I was about to ask if he thought the spirit would come back, he turned and kissed me for real, cupping my face. I gripped his shoulders, gasping at the feel of our bare chests meeting as our passion urged us closer. I forced myself to pull back.
“Oh, God,” he said. “Clothes. Now.”
“You first,” I said.
“Look away,” he advised. “Unless you want an eyeful.”
I turned my head, partly out of embarrassment and partly because if I let my curiosity get the best of me and he caught me staring, he might attack. And I might let him.
My head snapped up when I heard Kaidan curse, and I found him standing there shirtless, facing the same hovering spirit that had left us ten minutes earlier.
“Yes, I’m obviously done,” Kaidan said to it, sounding bored.
The spirit turned toward me, and even though my chest was covered by the blanket, I wanted to pull it up higher. I didn’t dare move.
The spirit must have said something else telepathically to Kai, because he responded in a snide tone, “You do that.”
When the spirit flew away, Kaidan let out a breath and said in a low voice, “He’s gone to tell Pharzuph.”
I swallowed a dry lump and nodded. Kai bent to pick up my discarded clothes and tossed them to me before disappearing into the bathroom.
The whole time I dressed, a question continued churning inside me: Kaidan or the world? I’d been spared making that choice today, but it seemed inevitable that I’d have to eventually. Could I do the right thing if it meant Kaidan would lose his life? Tears threatened to fall again, but I fought them back, putting on a strong face and closing my eyes.
Please, God. Don’t make me choose.
CHAPTER TEN
WORRIES APLENTY
We opted to stay in the hotel room awhile longer now that the whisper was gone, but we knew we’d have to leave soon.
Kaidan stretched out on his back and looked longingly at my lap, which was at the perfect level to lay his head. I would have loved to run my fingers through his hair again, but didn’t want to take any chances. Having him there with me felt unreal. I expected him to be snatched away at any moment. I never fully relaxed, always tense and waiting for a dark spirit or enemy Neph.
“What happens now?” I asked.
“I have to go back to L.A.” His voice mirrored my sadness. “But I don’t want to leave you.”
“You must be tired.”
He pulled my hand under the covers and twined our fingers together. “I’ll sleep on the plane.”
