Forgotten by Christine Pope

Author:Christine Pope [Pope, Christine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dark Valentine Press
Published: 2018-06-20T04:00:00+00:00

Eleven

Deirdre leaned against the door of her bedroom, her body trembling with reaction. If she closed her eyes, she could still feel Amaal’s lips touching hers, the warmth of his breath against her mouth…the way her body had flooded with sudden heat. For one insane second, she had wanted him, wanted him so badly that she’d thought about dragging him over to one of the couches he’d conjured on the other side of the room so they could continue what he’d started.

Which was just crazy. He was a djinn. A djinn.

Oh, God.

She stood there, weight against the door, and wondered what she would do if she heard his footsteps coming down the hall, heard him rattle the doorknob. If he tried to force his way in, she knew there was no way she could stop him. She’d turned off the device, which meant he had all his powers at his disposal.

He could do anything he wanted, and there wasn’t a damn thing she could do about it. Even if she even tried to go for the device and turn it back on, she guessed he would stop her before she could lay hands on it.

But as she waited at her door, hardly daring to breathe, she realized she couldn’t hear anything at all, except the soft sigh of the wind around the eaves of the building. No footsteps. No sound of him coming after her at all.

Which meant…what? That he’d understood she couldn’t quite process their kiss yet, that she needed some time to figure out what to do next?

Or was he simply sitting down and finishing the rest of his meal, since he figured he could pop into her room anytime he liked?

Deirdre hadn’t thought about that. A closed door meant nothing to him, or a locked one, although the only doors in the station that had actual locks were the ones in the front and back, and the entrance to the animal holding room. No point in shoving the chair under the doorknob, either; a djinn could break the piece of flimsy furniture like a toothpick.

All right.

Since there didn’t seem to be much else she could do, she went and sat down on her bed. It felt reassuringly solid beneath her. She needed that right then, since the rest of her world seemed as if it had been tilted on its side.

How could she have let him kiss her?

No, scratch that. There hadn’t been a whole hell of a lot of permission involved. He’d seized the moment, that was all. True, she’d enjoyed the kiss during those first few seconds, before her cortex kicked in and reminded her of something that her lizard-brain appeared to have forgotten, that the person kissing her wasn’t a man at all, but a djinn, someone from an entirely different species. He might not look it, but he was just as alien as though he’d come from another planet.

At last there was a gentle knock at her door. “Deirdre? Are you all right?”

It crossed her mind not to answer at all, but she decided that wasn’t a very good idea.

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