Thane's Redemption by Nina Crespo

Author:Nina Crespo [Crespo, Nina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

In the shower, Celine pinched her arms, stopping short of leaving bruises. Not a bad dream. The soap stinging the cuts on her knees and Thane waiting for her in the bedroom confirmed it. How had it gone so wrong?

Stalling, she took her time getting dressed. Maybe he had literally screwed her brain right out of her head. Maybe it was a gag. She waited for him to burst in and reveal the joke. Anxiety rose in the silence. She had to face him.

Clean, dry, and dwarfed in his blue shirt, she stood at the bathroom door. Hands balled up at her sides, her nails dug into the sensitive places where she’d held onto the brackets. Traitorous lust reignited low in her belly. No. She wasn’t going to think about last night. All of the weird glowing body stuff…she needed to know what was going on. Once she knew, she’d forget him and the whole night. That’s what he’d ask her to do anyway. Right?

A fit of laughter threatened to bubble out.

Stupid. It didn’t matter what he said. She couldn’t forget the man who’d given her more satisfying orgasms than she could count. Hands shaking, she opened the door.

Thane stopped pacing along the foot of the bed, and his concerned gaze swept over her. For a brief instant, she wanted to run to him, but she stayed in place.

“Do you want to sit down?” He gestured toward the bed.

“I’ll stand.” She leaned back against the edge of the dresser. Unsure of what to do with her hands, she wrapped her arms around her middle.

As if sensing she needed more space, he walked to the opposite side of the room and leaned against the wall. “I’m sure you have questions.”

Less than an hour ago, she’d only had one. A quickie in the shower or on the guitar rack? Disappointment shamelessly reared its head. A simple explanation. All she wanted was an answer that wouldn’t keep her up at night. Like he had a skin condition or a spray tan gone wrong or him poofing up in the kitchen was all in her mind. She forced a long breath. “What was that glow I saw coming out of you?”

“Power.”

“What kind of power?”

“Power from manipulating time.”

Great. Drugs. A good high could make anyone believe in superpowers. So could a case of the crazies. She casually eyed the lamp on the dresser and shifted her stance. It didn’t explain how they’d gone from the front yard to the bathroom faster than she’d blinked.

“It’s a gift from an ancient spirit warrior named Dalir.” His gaze held hers. “I was an Army Ranger. Five years ago, the helicopter I was on with my team crashed in the desert. We were dying, but Dalir offered us his power in exchange for loyalty to his cause.”

“And he’s inside of you?”

“Occasionally.”

A rampant thought sent heat flushing into her cheeks. “When we were—” She gestured between the two of them. “He was—?”

Thane’s faint chuckle filled the awkward silence. “No. He’s only inside of my head when I let him in.

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