A Night of Secrets by Brighton Lori

Author:Brighton, Lori [Brighton, Lori]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Vampires, Romance, Historical, Fantasy, Mystery, Suspense, Adult
ISBN: 9781492346913
Publisher: Lori Brighton
Published: 2011-01-01T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

A strong manacled arm wrapped around her waist and jerked back against a hard chest. Vaguely, Meg was aware of being pulled upward. It wasn’t until her head broke the surface that reality came crashing to the forefront. From her neck down, water lapped against her body, while cool air pierced her exposed face like a thousand tiny needles. Meg gasped, filling her lungs with air and forcing the liquid out with a great cough.

“Meg, are you all right?” Grayson’s voice broke through the fog in her head.

She blinked the water from her eyes and his body came into focus. The first thing she noticed was his white shirt clinging indecently to his broad shoulders. Slowly, her gaze traveled up his neck. Water dripped down his face, but it was his eyes that held her enraptured. He looked truly worried. “Meg, are you well?”

“Oh dear God!” She pushed away from him and dove back under the water. Before she could even blink, she was jerked back upward.

“A body!” She pushed against Grayson, struggling in his steel embrace. “I saw a body!”

For a moment, he merely stared at her.

“Grayson?”

Dropping his hold, he turned and started up the shore. “You were seeing things.”

She surged after him, but her skirt slapped against her legs, wrapping around her ankles and making her stumble onto the shore. Before she hit the dirt, Grayson jerked her up against him. Her hand’s flattened against his chest, her breath harsh.

“I wasn’t imagining things! There was a woman in that water. A body!” Dare she tell him she thought it was the Dowager Lady Brockwell, or would he think her insane, or worse, guilty?

“Don’t be ridiculous. The stress of the current events is making you see things that aren’t there.”

Her anger flared to life. She was tired of people telling her what to do, what to think. “Yes, just as I saw things that night in my cell?”

He didn’t respond, but started toward the path visible through the woods. She didn’t miss the fact that he hadn’t denied anything either.

“Mr. Bellamont,” she called out, tripping after him. He didn’t slow. Catching up to his long strides, she clasped onto his arm. Apparently her mistake had been in touching him. He spun around, his eyes flashing green. For the briefest of moments, she swore they glowed!

“What, Meg? What do you want from me?” He backed her up until her shoulder blades pressed against a fir tree.

Her fingers curled into the rough bark. She wanted to flee, but she wouldn’t cower. There were too many questions she needed answered. “Merely the truth. Merely for you, for once in your blasted life, to believe me.”

For one long moment he merely stood there, water trailing down his face as thunder rumbled in the distance. And for a moment she wondered if he was something unworldly. A water God who could control the elements with his mood.

Hell, maybe he was right. Maybe she had imagined the Dowager. She wouldn’t be surprised. She’d had so little sleep the past few days.

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