Epiphany: Part Two by Gemma James

Author:Gemma James [James, Gemma]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Gemma James
Published: 2015-02-26T16:00:00+00:00

I inched toward his bed and stopped when the edge of the mattress connected with my thighs. A streak of lightning lit up his room, and for a second I watched him sleep, focusing my watery gaze on the movement of his chest. Only then did I allow myself to breathe. Relief flooded me, but then my dream hit me all over again and I choked back more sobs. I wrapped my arms around myself and let the tears fall.

It had seemed so real. Then again, most of my dreams did.

After a while my eyes adjusted to the darkness. The outline of his body moved, and he sat up, as if he sensed me standing there. “What’s wrong?”

My lower lip trembled. “I need you to hold me.”

He reached for me without hesitation, and I fell into his arms. “Another dream?”

I nodded but didn’t trust myself to speak. Fear was a formidable foe—it choked me as surely as the Hangman would if given the chance. I clung to him, my fingers biting into his skin, afraid he might slip through them if I let go. I still saw him falling, replayed the horrible moment over and over again.

“What did you see?” His unfailing acceptance of my dreams amazed me.

I shook my head, as if denying anything was wrong would make it so. Denial wouldn’t save me from the vision of his dark eyes, lifeless in the doppelgänger of a face I loved more than anything. “Aidan,” I said, my voice cracking. I could say no more. Do no more. Except kiss him.

There was no panic this time as our mouths came together. He held me against him, wrapping me in his protective power, and I’d never felt so safe or wanted. I gripped his face and slid my tongue deeper. Despite my protest, he pulled away.

“Mackenzie, talk to me.”

“No.”

Our legs tangled as he pressed his body against mine. He thumbed away my tears, and I was suddenly conscious of the scant clothing between us. His boxers. My tank top and shorts. I sucked in a breath, hyper aware of his erection taunting me from beneath the thin layers.

“I can’t stand it when you cry. Tell me what’s wrong.”

“You were dead.” I wished I could erase the words, paranoid that speaking them would make them true.

A bolt of lightning brightened the room again, and his expressive eyes met mine an instant before he dropped his head. “I’m right here,” he said, his breath teasing my ear. “I’m not going anywhere.”

Though we didn’t voice it, the fear was there stifling the air. He couldn’t guarantee his safety any more than I could mine, and the fact that I’d dreamed of his death was something I suspected neither of us wanted to face.

“There was a boom, like a gunshot, and you were falling. And your eyes”—I jerked at the crack of thunder that sounded overhead—“they were yours, but your face seemed different, like someone else’s.”

“It was just a dream, probably from the storm.” His words ghosted across my skin, making me shiver all the way to my toes.

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