Ghost of Christmas Past by Xakara

Author:Xakara [Xakara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Liquid Silver Books
Published: 2011-12-09T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

The world became a wash of reds. It took Riley a moment to separate out the sensate layers and process the visual and physical information. Sky held her immobile against him, one arm around her waist the other across her breasts. She felt skin against her own, he’d lost his shirt while she wasn’t looking, but then so had she. His head was bent over her shoulder, his hair spread across her face. They knelt in a circle of energy so thick she couldn’t prove they weren’t suddenly alone. Something had happened, but what?

“Is she all right?” Quintus’s voice came from just out of arm’s reach. Thick and velvet, it pushed a shudder through her.

Oh yeah, that’s what happened. “I’m good,” she answered.

Sky didn’t move. His energy spiraled up their bodies, syncing their chakras. They had first learned to do that with Torrin. The thought brought her Partner’s name to her lips.

“I’m fine,” he answered.

Her crown chakra spun in time with Sky’s and the world became solid again. The arm across her chest slid away and Sky brushed his hair back, clearing her vision. She looked at Quintus, not that she had a choice since he knelt right in front of her. Had he come off the chair with her when Sky grabbed her? Had Sky grabbed her? Seemed logical to the moment at hand, so she went with it rather than question it aloud.

Quintus’s eyes shone glacial blue and she realized he matched the room. She must have smiled for he smiled back causing the ghost of his taste to rattle chains across her tongue before she swallowed it away. “I don’t know what happened exactly, but truce?” she asked.

Quintus nodded. “That does seem the most prudent course of action.”

Riley nodded, perhaps a little too rapidly but definitely in the realm of okay. “I take back everything I said—aloud and in my head—about the double therapy session. I’ll even quote it. Conversation over accusation, encounter over confrontation, at least for right now.”

“The terms are most agreeable,” Quintus replied.

Sky kissed the side of Riley’s neck. “Does that mean I can let you go now?”

Hell if she knew. “Sure. I’m all synced up and…” Overwhelmed, yes, overwhelmed seems right. “Ready to talk like a grown up, in chairs, even.”

Sky stood and pulled her to her feet. Torrin held out her sweater. She didn’t want it, her skin still ran hot, but there was a truce and that probably meant clothes. Not that clothes ever stopped anything, but it was a symbolic gesture.

She took it from him and tensed under the flashback. Quintus desperately trying to touch her skin, the sweater seeming to pour off her, the feel of him hard and silken in her hands. Ephemeral memories she’d tried to touch and stroke and coax the same way as the flesh gliding along her palms.

“Riley?” Sky turned her in his arms.

“Food,” she replied. “We should eat. I’ll go warm things up.” She looked at Torrin. “We made your favorites.”

He stepped closer.

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