Nora Roberts - Three Sisters Islands - 3 by Face The Fire

Author:Face The Fire [Fire, Face the]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-01-16T23:27:05.873000+00:00

For once she did exactly as he suggested and didn’t argue. When she went limp in his arms, he continued to carry her toward the house. He would curse her later, he told himself, when she could fight back. For now, he took her inside and up to her bed.

Knowing she had to sleep long and deep didn’t make it any easier for Sam to see her, so pale, so still in the shadowy light of her bedroom. He knew what could be done, and tending to her at least helped keep his mind on the practical.

He knew what protective oils and creams she’d used. He could smell them on her skin. After he laid her in bed, he gathered the proper incense and candles to bolster what she’d already used.

She always had been an organized soul, he thought as he checked the shelves and cupboards in her tower room for the supplies he needed.

Even here she had flowers—clay pots of violets—and books. He scanned the books, selected one on healing spells and charms in case he needed to refresh his memory.

In her kitchen he found the herbs he needed, and though it had been some time since he’d practiced any kitchen magic, he steeped a pot of rue tea to aid her in spiritual cleansing.

She was deeply asleep when he returned. He lighted the candles and incense, then sitting beside her, slid his mind into hers.

“Mia, you need to drink, then you can rest.”

He trailed his fingers over her cheeks, then brushed his mouth over her mouth. Her eyes opened, but the gray was blurred. She was limp as water as he lifted her head and put the cup to her lips.

“Now you drink and heal in sleep. Dreams will take you far and deep. Through the night and into the light.”

He brushed the hair from her face as he eased her down again. “Do you want me to come with you?”

“No. I’m alone here.”

“You’re not.” He lifted her hand to his lips as her eyes closed again. “I’ll wait for you.”

She let go of him, and slid into dreams.

She saw herself, a child, sitting in the rose garden her parents had neglected. Butterflies fluttered in the palms of her upturned hands as if her fingers were petals.

She and Ripley, so young and eager, lighting the Beltane fire in the clearing.

Sprawled on the floor in front of the fire while Lulu sat in a chair, knitting.

Walking on the beach with Sam on a hot, close summer night. And the beat, beat, beat of her heart as he drew her up, drew her in. The world standing still, holding its breath in that magical instant before their first kiss.

The feel of tears, the hot flood of them as they’d gushed out of her shattered heart. He’d walked away

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