Forbidden by Christine Pope

Author:Christine Pope [Pope, Christine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dark Valentine Press
Published: 2016-11-28T05:00:00+00:00

The only sign of Aldair’s return was the slight creak of the stairs as he walked up them. She hadn’t heard the front door shut, or heard him moving around on the ground floor. Actually, she rather thought he was coming up the stairs in the usual way because he wanted her to know he was home. Otherwise, he could have simply zapped himself into his own room.

She’d taken off the heavy necklace he’d given her, had climbed into one of her borrowed tank tops and yoga pants. And she’d lain down in bed and closed her eyes, but she knew she wouldn’t be able to sleep. Not with her heart still racing, her blood still pounding in her veins. Not with her heart and her body so at war with one another.

Would he knock on her door as he had the day before, attempt to speak with her? Or would he realize she was a lost cause and go straight to bed?

Jillian didn’t know which would be worse.

She barely dared to breathe as she lay there, listening to his heavy footsteps. They paused on the landing for the longest time, so long that she almost got up herself and went to the door, just because she didn’t think she could bear the suspense any longer. At last, though, he moved away and his door shut — but softly, as if he didn’t want to make enough noise to wake her.

Shit.

The opportunity lost, she rolled over on her side and stared at the closed door a few yards away from her. She could see it very clearly because of the bright moonlight pouring through the thin curtains at the window — the bronze finish of the door’s round handle, the various “eyes” of the knotty pine. Every detail seared into her brain as she lay there for what felt like an eternity.

You can get up and go talk to him, you know, she thought.

That inner voice sounded so rational, and yet she knew she could never follow its advice. Hadn’t she fled from him because she knew that any sort of connection between them was wrong? How could she defile Jack’s memory by being intimate with one of the beings who’d wiped almost every trace of humanity from the surface of the earth?

But Aldair wasn’t one of them. He couldn’t be. He’d had a Chosen; therefore, he must be one of the “good” djinn.

On the other hand, how good could he have been if he’d been sent to the outer circles? Jillian doubted that sort of punishment was handed out to people who’d been found guilty of the djinn version of jaywalking, or shoplifting.

Damn it to hell.

Almost without realizing what she was doing, she pushed back the single sheet that covered her and went to the door. Laid her hand on the knob and let her fingers rest on the cool metal for a long, long time — so long that she felt the bronze begin to warm to her touch.

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