The Darkest Edge of Dawn (Charlie Madigan, Book 2) by Kelly Gay

Author:Kelly Gay
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Atlanta (Ga.), Fantasy fiction, Single mothers, Contemporary, Fiction, Fantasy, General, Supernatural, Policewomen, Serial murderers, Policewomen - Georgia - Atlanta, Good and evil
ISBN: 9781439110041
Publisher: Pocket
Published: 2010-08-31T00:22:23+00:00

12

I swallowed again, willing myself to think more like Elysians, entirely comfortable with their bodies, both in and out of clothes.

I was more worked up at seeing Hank than he'd ever be at seeing me. He went to the baths almost every day, frolicking naked with some of the most gorgeous creatures on the planet. So seeing me in my short gown was not going to set him on fire ... not that I wanted to set him on fire anyway.

"Since when do you meditate?"

"Since when do you think you know everything about me?" he responded, eyes still closed and face not changing expression.

I made a face he couldn't see.

"Have a seat, Charlie. I'll show you how."

"No thanks, I'm gonna soak for a few minutes and then be on my way." I dipped my toe into the water. It was warm and the herby smell that erupted made me breathe in deeply.

"Scared?"

I pivoted. "Of meditating? No."

"You need practice concentrating, using your focus. It'll help you heal, too. Sit down and I'll show you how to play with water. Unless you're, you know, scared."

I blew a strand of hair away from my face and sat down on the mat, facing him, mimicking his pose. "Happy? What now?"

"Close your eyes, grasshopper." His mouth twitched.

I smiled despite myself. "You're such a dork."

"Ah, but a dork who can do this."

I felt the energy gather before I saw it. It tingled my skin, set me on edge, and I straightened my spine. His aura ballooned, surrounding him in a wash of island blues--azure, topaz, turquoise. The beauty of it was mesmerizing. I lost track of my senses until the air grew cooler and damp. I turned to see waves in the pool, slapping gently at the sides.

Hank lifted his arms slowly. Droplets of water rose from the pool like rain in reverse, following his movement. He held his perfectly formed arms straight out, looking like some Michelangelo sculpture come to life and making it hard for me to choose what to look at, because both male and water were stunning.

Slowly Hank lowered his arms, wiggling his fingers and making the droplets fall like the gentlest rain.

I was smiling, my heart beating a little faster. This was, by far, the coolest thing I'd ever seen him do. Hank hardly showed any powers around me at all. At least not like this, for fun, and not under fire, chasing a criminal down the street.

I tore my gaze away from the pool, struck by the power and the raw, potent beauty of him. I'd gotten used to the way people stopped and stared at Hank, often amused by the fact that even as they looked, they gave him respect and space. Like an unspoken, unrecognized sense of acknowledgment, the same way wild animals give deference to an alpha or a predator among them.

He couldn't have acted any more different, though. Always making dumb jokes, dressing down, and not giving his inborn nature a second thought.

He cracked one eye open.

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