Calliope Reaper-Jones 03 - Serpent's Storm by Amber Benson

Author:Amber Benson [Benson, Amber]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Death, Contemporary, General, Fantasy, Occult Fiction, Fiction, Reaper-Jones; Calliope (Fictitous Character)
ISBN: 9780441020096
Google: apGDp2YJU6wC
Amazon: 0441020097
Publisher: Ace
Published: 2011-02-22T05:00:00+00:00

sixteen

As I steeled myself for the battle ahead, I realized that, though it appeared to be daytime in Atlantis, I could still feel the coolness of the night at my back. I turned around and was shocked to find my feet still firmly planted in the marshy backwater of New York.

“Whoa,” I said, the word escaping from my lips of its own volition. I was having a hard time wrapping my mind around the disorienting feeling of being in two places at once.

“Pretty weird, huh?” Daniel said, giving me a nervous smile.

“Yeah, weird,” I agreed.

“Look,” Daniel said suddenly, grabbing my armor-clad arm with a clank. “I feel terrible about all of this. I really had no idea it would be a battle to the death—”

“It’s okay,” I said, interrupting him. “I know you’re one of the good guys, Daniel.”

I wasn’t sure if I really meant what I said or if the last bit had been laced with a hint of sarcasm. Daniel took it at face value, shaking his head, his handsome face creased with worry.

“I meant everything I said this morning. I’m not gonna let you run away from me.”

Because I was so not expecting to have a conversation about our relationship, I just stood there, dumbfounded.

“Callie, I have very strong feelings for you,” he continued, taking my silence as an open invitation to keep talking. “And I want to make our relationship work, no matter what happens.”

“Uhm, I don’t know if this is really the right time to be having this conversation,” I said, looking around uncomfortably. I was starting to feel like I was the guy in our relationship: all terror at having to talk about feelings and other intimate things.

“Just know that whatever happens,” Daniel said with an air of finality in his voice, “I’ll be waiting for you.”

He lifted my arm, pressing his lips to the top of my golden glove-encased hand—and even though there was no skin-on-skin contact, I had to say it was one of the more erotic experiences I’d ever had. He released my hand, his pale blue eyes raking my face for some sign of capitulation—which he must’ve found, because the taut muscles of his jaw visibly relaxed.

“I love you, Calliope Reaper-Jones. With all of my heart.”

He gave me a wan smile as he closed the face flap on his golden helmet and walked into Atlantis.

I had no recourse but to follow him, so I flipped my own visor forward—and found that I couldn’t see a thing in front of me because the helmet was entirely too big for my head. Resigned, I flipped the visor back up in place and took a deep breath. The visor immediately fell forward, covering my face again and making my ears ring.

“Dammit,” I muttered under my breath, my voice reverberating hollowly in my ears as it echoed inside the helmet.

I reached up and shoved the visor into what I thought was a secure position, but the stupid thing just clanged back over my face again, obscuring my vision.

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