Far From Heaven by Cherrie Lynn

Author:Cherrie Lynn [Lynn, Cherrie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, azw3
ISBN: 9781609284329
Publisher: Samhain Publishing
Published: 2011-04-26T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

It was hard to brush one’s teeth with someone else’s teeth nibbling at one’s neck. Maddie giggled and slapped at Ash, managing to dislodge a bit of toothpaste foam from her mouth. Despite her squealing efforts to catch it, it dribbled down her black nightshirt.

She dabbed at it with her free hand, pulling her toothbrush from her mouth. “Ah! Look what you did.”

“How tragic,” Ash said, strolling from the room now that the damage was done.

“I’m going to get you for that. Now I’m stained for the night.”

“As if you’re going to be wearing it for very long,” he commented from the bedroom.

She shuddered in anticipation. Nearly a week had passed since the incident on the street, and every night, Ash had come over. Every night, he’d given her the best orgasm of her life. Which meant, frighteningly enough, that it was only getting better.

She didn’t know what was happening, but she wasn’t complaining. How could she? The sex was absolutely astronomical—she found herself floating up there around Jupiter every time he so much as touched her.

It couldn’t be that she’d found the one. Not like this. Not when he still hadn’t said one word about what might happen after he went home. This probably wasn’t good for her; she constantly swung between moments of elation and uncertainty, but hell, when had that ever been any different?

Those moments of uncertainty really only seemed to plague her when he wasn’t here with her, though, and he was now. She wasn’t going to ruin what time they had.

Grinning goofily at her reflection, she stuck her hands under the warm water running from the faucet and leaned over to rinse out her mouth—and came up with a scream caught in her throat.

Blood poured from her faucet, red and obscene in the white sink. She yanked her hands back, nearly choking when she saw that it covered them both and dripped from between her fingers to splatter on the countertop. She reeled backward, catching a glimpse in the mirror as she did so of a silently screaming gray face—and her own shriek finally tore free. She threw herself forward again, whirling around and slamming her butt against the counter.

Of course, nothing was behind her. And nothing came from her faucet now except clear water that swirled harmlessly down the drain.

Ash appeared in the door with a frown in place as she stood there trying not to fall down, her eyes wide, her chest heaving.

“Are you okay?” he asked, his gaze raking her from her bare feet to her pale face. She knew it was pale because she always looked like death itself after one of her episodes.

Normally, her answer to that question was “yes” followed by fake composure, or “no” and an absolute breakdown. What came out this time was, “Will I ever get used to it?”

“Get used to what?”

“After all these years…you’d think I’d get used to it. But I don’t. Every time I see something, it’s as bad as the first time.

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