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Marked (House of Night #1) In Your Dreams (Blue Heron #4)

In the morning, my sense of purpose is renewed. I dress while Brielle is still asleep and slip out of the hotel room. It’s better than having to hear her say good-bye. Last night I took things that weren’t mine to take, we grew closer than we should have, and I don’t want to see the look of regret that’s probably in her eyes this morning. Brielle and I are two different people. I no longer possess that same hopeful optimism that love conquers all.

I’m unnerved and thrown off-balance. His reaction to my declaration that surely everyone must be looking for love was met with harsh rejection that only someone who’s been hurt would have. The unmistakable feeling that he’s been heartbroken washes over me. Is that why he does all this? This control? This no-strings mentoring?Before I can ponder it further, his hands on my shoulders bring me back to the moment. With steady pressure, he guides me down to my knees, all but signaling our discussion is over.

Beautiful Monster (Beautiful Monster #1)

Gazing up at him, I sink to the carpeting. I hate that he’s shut down our conversation, but recalling our previous lesson, I remember the intense look in his eyes, the almost primal need that seemed to take over. Afterward, he was tender and sweet, and seemed much more willing to engage in pillow talk. So I decide to be a good little submissive during my lesson, and then once he’s satisfied and feeling content, try to get some information out of him. I’m beyond curious about this man I’ve agreed to work with.Did you follow my instruction this week, Brielle? he asks.My gaze flits around the room as my brain struggles to remember what I was supposed to do this week.

Death Screams (Death #4)

You didn’t touch yourself, did you? he asks.He walks around me so that he’s positioned directly in front of me. My eyes are level with his groin, and I can’t help the smile that tugs on my lips.

What is it, pet? he asks, lightly stroking my cheek.

Nothing. I cough to cover up my smile.The door opens just as I’m walking over to it.

There you are, she says, relief evident in her voice. I got worried. You weren’t in your room. She comes in further and her eyes widen as she takes in the chaos surrounding us. Did we have an earthquake? she asks. Eventually she realizes the mess is man-made. She turns on me, confused. Sweetheart, what’s going on?Am I sick? I ask. My blood beats too loudly in my ears.

Sword of the Highlands (Highlands #2)

Am I sick? I say it louder this time.Her burgeoning anger dissipates replaced by concern. Do you feel sick?

She reaches out a hand to touch me, but I push it away.The hurt on her face makes me slightly ill, but I press. No, that’s not what I mean. Do I have SCID?

Her concern morphs into exasperation and a little pity. Is this still about that letter?Yes, I say. And Carla, too. She said that maybe you weren’t OK.

What am I accusing her of exactly? Where are all the papers? I demand.She takes a deep breath to steady herself. Madeline Whittier, what are you talking about?

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