Heat by Francine Pascal

Author:Francine Pascal [Pascal, Francine]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: fantasy, (¯`'•.¸//(*_*)\\¸.•'´¯), General, Fiction, Contemporary, Suspense, Action & Adventure
ISBN: 9780743434126
Google: ommD-h3m82kC
Amazon: 0671773925
Publisher: Simon and Schuster
Published: 2000-07-02T16:00:00+00:00

gaia moore naked

The real difference this morning was that Gaia sounded happy.

GAIA CAME OUT OF THE SHOWER with one of the tunes from the night before running through her head. She walked across the bedroom wrapped only in a towel, but she had a hard time walking. Her feet still wanted to dance.

The Girl in the Mirror

She had started to rummage through the clothes beside her bed when she noticed the black dress thrown across her chair.

I wore that. I went out in public in that.

No one had laughed. At least, if someone had laughed, Gaia didn't notice them. The guy she had danced with--Inego, his name was Inego--certainly hadn't been laughing.

Gaia paused, stood up, and walked across the room to the mirror. Carefully she studied her reflection in the mirror.

Gaia wasn't prepared to admit that Mary was right--no way was she beautiful. Not by a long shot. Still, maybe things weren't so bad as Gaia had always thought. Sure, her legs were packed with muscle. But were they so awful? Her shoulders and arms were bulked up, too, but this morning they didn't look so terribly hulkish.

Gaia tried to imagine what it would be like if she

didn't know that girl in the mirror. What if she were just to meet this girl on the street or maybe at school? What if she didn't know this was Gaia Moore, fearless expert in all things kung fu and girl freak? Would she really think this blond stranger looked that bad? Could she be normal? Could she even be ...

The phone rang. Gaia was across the room in a flash, leaving her towel behind as she ran. She grabbed the receiver and, for once in her life, managed to answer before Ella could get to the phone downstairs. "Hello," she said.

"Gaia?"

"Ed!" Still naked and damp from the shower, Gaia threw herself back onto the unmade bed and lay facing the ceiling. "How are you? It's a beautiful morning, huh?"

There was a pause of at least five seconds before Ed spoke. "It's cloudy outside."

"Whatever," said Gaia. "How are you doing?"

"I'm not sure," Ed replied. "I was trying to reach a girl named Gaia."

"That's me."

"Gaia Moore?"

"Don't be an asshole, Ed."

"Hmmm," Ed replied. "That sounds more like it. Okay, maybe I did reach the right girl after all. But you sound different this morning."

Gaia sat up on the bed and ran her fingers through her damp hair. "Different how?"

"I don't know. You sound cheerful, and you're not, I don't know--"

"Not what?"

"Not whining, I guess."

Gaia scowled at the phone. "I do not whine."

"Oh, yeah? Whenever you talk about your foster parents, or Sam, or school, or--"

"Shut up, Ed." Gaia bounced up from the bed, jammed the phone between her shoulder and her ear, and started digging through the available clothes. "If you're so tired of me, you could always call someone else."

ED SHOOK HIS HEAD, THEN REALIZED that shaking your head didn't work when the other person was on the phone. "No," he said. "The Gaia report is the high point of my day.

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