Ink Exchange: Wicked Lovely, Book 2 by Melissa Marr

Author:Melissa Marr
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Love & Romance, Magic, Science Fiction, Fantasy Fiction, Juvenile Fiction, Fairies, General, Royalty, Fantasy, Etc, Rulers, Kings, Young Adult Fiction, Fiction, Etc., Fairy Tales & Folklore, Queens
ISBN: 9780007267187
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2008-01-01T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

Leslie woke in the middle of the night to see Nialllying next to her, feverish, his skin damp with a sheen of sweat. He wasn't thrashing; he was perfectly still. His chest didn't appear to be moving at all.

She grabbed his shoulder and shook him."Niall?"

He blinked at her, but it didn't take long for him to sit upright and look around. "Are you injured? Is someone here?"

"No." The skin under her hand was hot to the touch, far hotter than seemed possible.

"You're sick, Niall. Stay here."

She went to the bathroom and grabbed a hand towel. After soaking it with cold water, she came back. Niall had closed his eyes and was lying back on Seth's enormous bed. If he hadn't looked like he was near passing out, it would have been a lovely sight to see. She knelt on the bed and wiped his face and chest with the icy cloth. He didn't reactat all. His eyes stayed closed. His heartbeat thudded rapidly enough that she could see the pulse in his throat.

"Do you think you can walk to the front room? I can call a taxi," she murmured, glancing around the room to find her cell phone.

"Taxi to go where?"

"To the hospital."The wet cloth was already warm to the touch, and his body wasn't any

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"No. We're not going there. Stay here or go to the loft." He opened his eyes and looked at her. There was no mistaking that look for anything remotely reasonable.

She sighed but kept her voice gentle as she said, "Sweetie, you're sick. Do you know what's wrong?"

"Allergic."

"To what?Do you have one of those pens for a shot?" She picked up his shirt from the floor and looked in the front pocket. There wasn't anything. She dropped it. Where else?

There was nothing on the bedside tables. She reached down and felt inside the pockets of his jeans—which were still on him.

Niall grabbed her hand. "I did not bring you here to have sex, and I feel far from well enough to do so, but"— he pulled her forward until she was sprawled on his chest— "that doesn't mean I'm immune to your touch."

Using one hand on the wall to steady himself, he stood. "Help me get outside. I need air.

Clear my head before I say something I can't."

"Something you can V?" She came to stand beside him,though, offering him her support.

He draped an arm over her shoulders; she put her arm around his waist.

Mostly talking to herself, Leslie said, "Seth.Ash. Everyone's keeping secrets." She looked up at Niall. "I ought to keep asking you questions until I get a few answers out of somebody."

She concentrated on getting him through the train and to the door. He hissed when he reached a hand out and brushed the door. They both stumbled when he recoiled.

"Are you okay?"

"No," he said. "Not so much. But I will be."

Not knowing what to say or do, Leslie looked around. She saw one of Seth's wooden chairs.

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