Lover Unbound (Book 5) by Ward J. R

Author:Ward, J. R. [Ward, J. R.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance, Paranormal, Fiction
ISBN: 9781101128565
Publisher: Penguin
Published: 2007-09-25T07:00:00+00:00

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Chapter Twenty-two

When Jane and V were back in the bedroom, she took a seat in what she was coming to think of as her chair, and V stretched out on the bed. Man, this was going to be a long night—er, day. She was tired and twitchy, not a good combination.

"You need food?" he asked.

"You know what I wish I had?" She yawned. "Hot chocolate."

V picked up the phone, hit three buttons, and waited.

"You're ordering me some?" she said.

"Yeah. As well as—Hey, Fritz. Here's what I need…"

After V hung up, she had to smile at him. "That's quite a spread."

"You haven't eaten since—" He stopped himself, as if he didn't want to bring up the abduction part.

"It's okay," she murmured, feeling sad for no good reason.

No, there was a good reason. She was leaving soon.

"Don't worry, you won't remember me," he said. "So you won't feel anything after you leave."

She flushed. "Ah… exactly how do you read minds?"

"It's like catching a radio frequency. It used to happen all the time whether I wanted it to or not."

"Used to?"

"Guess the antennae broke." A bitter expression bled into his face, sharpening his eyes. "I heard from a good source it's going to fix itself, though."

"Why did it stop?"

"Why is your favorite question, isn't it?"

"I'm a scientist."

"I know." The words were spoken on a purr, like she'd just told him she was wearing sexy lingerie. "I love your mind."

Jane felt a rush of pleasure, then got all tangled in herself.

As if he sensed her conflict, he buried the moment with, "I used to see the future, too."

She cleared her throat. "You did? In what way?"

"Dreamscapes, mostly. No time line, just events in random order. I specialized in deaths."

Deaths? "Deaths?"

"Yeah, I know how all my brothers die. Just not when."

"Jesus… Christ. That must be—"

"I have other tricks, too." V lifted up his gloved hand. "There's this thing."

"I've wanted to ask about that. It knocked out one of my nurses when you were in my ER. She was taking your glove off, and it was like she'd been struck by lightning."

"I wasn't conscious when it happened, right?"

"You were out cold."

"Then that's probably the only reason she survived. This little legacy from my mother is goddamned deadly." As he clenched up a fist, his voice became hard, his words clipped into place. "And she's claimed my future as well."

"How so?" When he didn't answer, some instinct had her saying, "Let me guess, an arranged marriage?"

"Marriages. As it were."

Jane winced. Even though his future meant nothing in the larger scheme of her life, for some reason the idea of him becoming someone's husband—a lot of someones' husband—made her stomach roll.

"Um… like how many wives?"

"I don't want to talk about it, okay?"

"Okay."

About ten minutes later an old man in an English butler's uniform came in rolling a tray full of food. The spread was right off the Four Season's room service menu: There were Belgium waffles with strawberries, croissants, scrambled eggs, hot chocolate, fresh fruit.

The arrival was truly a thing of beauty.

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