Archiwum
- Index
- Morgan Sarah Pocałunek księcia
- Morgan Sarah Naszyjnik z brylantem 2
- KośÂ›ciuszko Robert Wojownik Trzech Czasów 3 Straśźnicy
- Curwood James Oliver WśÂ‚adca skalnej doliny
- James H. Schmitz Dangerous Territory
- Jak pokochaÄ‥ siebie Pietraszek Marcin
- Cat Grant Sonata Appassionata (pdf)
- Flejszer Patrycja Szlak niepewnośÂ›ci
- Marvell Patricia Orch
- Dee Tenorio Shaken (pdf)
- zanotowane.pl
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protest, and she added, I mean it. Come rescue me by all means, but plan it out, don t burst in with your
hair flying and in flip-flops.
A half smile came over me. Four minutes, I said, and she walked away. I watched her in the side
mirror. Her shoulders were hunched and her head was down and then she was gone.
I ve got a bad feeling about this, I said.
What? Nick said softly. That she s walking into a trap?
I turned to him. No. That she s not going to leave until it s over.
Worry filled his eyes; he was going to say something I didn t want to hear. Rachel
By the Turn, I m hungry. I hope she hurries up, I babbled.
Rachel, please. Just listen?
I closed the console and eased into the seat. This conversation would happen whether I wanted it to or
not. Breath slipping from me, I looked at him, to find his haggard face determined.
I didn t know you were alive, he said, panic in his eyes. Al said he had you.
He did.
And you never answered your phone. I called. God knows I did.
It s at the bottom of the Ohio River, I said flatly, thinking he was a wimp for not calling the church.
Then I wondered if he had and Ivy simply hung up on him.
The paper said you died in a boat explosion saving Kalamack s life.
I almost did, I said, remembering waking up in Trent s limo, having passed out after I pulled the man s
freaking elf-ass out of the freezing water.
Nick stretched a swollen hand across the consol between us, and I jerked out of his reach. Making a
frustrated sound, he put an elbow on his closed window and looked at the nearby semi. Damn it,
Ray-ray, I thought you were dead. I couldn t stay in Cincinnati. And now that I find you re alive, you
won t even let me touch you. Do you have any idea how I mourned?
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I swallowed, the memory of the budded red rose in the jelly jar vase with the pentagram of protection on
it lifting through me. My throat tightened.Why did it have to be so confusing?
I missed you, he said, brown eyes thick with pain. This isn t what I had planned.
Me neither, I said, miserable. But you left me long before you left Cincinnati. It took me a long time to
get over you lying to me about where you had been, and I m not going back to the way things were. I
don t care that it wasn t about another woman. Maybe that I could understand, but it was money.
You re a thief, and you let me believe you were something else.
Nick slumped into a defeated stillness. I ve changed.
I didn t want to hear this. They never changed, they simply hid it better. I m seeing someone, I said,
my voice low so it wouldn t shake. He s there when I need him, and I m there for him. He makes me
feel good. I don t want to return to how things were, so don t ask me to. You were gone, and he I
wiped a hand under my eye, embarrassed that they were wet. He was there, I said.He helped me
forget you, you bastard.
You love him?
Whether I love him or not isn t relevant, I said, hands in my lap.
He s a vampire? Nick asked, not moving one inch, and I nodded.
You can t trust that, he protested, long hands gesturing weakly. He s just trying to bind you to him.
You know that. God, you can t be that naive! Didn t you just see what happened with your scar? With
Ivy?
I stared at him, my feelings of betrayal rising anew, both angry and frightened. You told me once that if
I wanted to be Ivy s scion, that you would drive me back to the church and walk away. That you loved
me enough to leave if it meant I would be happy. My heart was pounding and I forced my clenched
hands apart. Well, what s the difference, Nick?
He bowed his head. When he looked up, his face was tight with emotion. I hadn t lost you then. I
didn t know what you meant to me. I do now. Ray-ray, please. It s not you making decisions anymore,
but vampire pheromones. You ve got to get out before you make a mistake you can t walk away from!
A movement in the mirror caught my eye.Ivy. Thank God. I reached for the door handle. Don t talk to
me about making mistakes, I said, grabbing my bag and getting out.
I slammed the door, glad to see Ivy for the distraction if nothing else. The van was now gray at the
bottom, shading to white at the top and plastered with professional-looking decals. The cloying scent of
fixative was a fading hint. Ivy was watching the nearby road as she approached, her subtle finger motions
telling me to stay between the shelter of the dirty trucks.
Rocking to a halt, I crossed my arms and waited by the back bumper, lips pressed while Nick shut his
door and shuffled forward. All clear inside? I said brightly when Ivy joined us. Good. I m starved.
Just a minute, I want my stuff. Slipping past me, she yanked the driver s side door open and retrieved
a rolled-down paper bag from under the front seat. She shut the door hard before pushing past Nick and
pulling me into her wake. A pause at the head of the shelter the two semis made, and we started for the
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restaurant, my flip-flops noisy next to her vamp-soft steps. Behind us, I could hear Nick. By all rights, as
the most vulnerable member of the group, he should have been between us, but I didn t feel like
protecting him, and the danger was minimal.
Your hair is longer, Ivy said as we crossed the paved lot to the low wood-slatted building snuggled in
among the pines.Squirrel s End? How& redneck.
You aren t kidding, I said, wincing at the memory of my legs. You didn t happen to bring a razor with
you, did you?
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