The Mind Readers, Book 1 by Lori Brighton

Author:Lori Brighton
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, young adult, young adult romance, paranormal abilities, young adult paranormal romance, young adult paranormal

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“We call it lockdown,” Aaron explained.

“Lockdown?” I was settled on the floor again, sitting cross-legged. Aaron sat across from me, and Lewis was sitting a few feet back. It was hard to concentrate with him in the room, at the same time, he was the one who could make me focus like no other.

“Whereas before to block others’ thoughts you projected out, pushing their thoughts away, this time you’ll project in, pulling your thoughts toward you. So the wall won’t be pushed out, but pulled in, close to you. A steel wall.”

I tried to concentrate on Aaron’s words, but felt off today. Was I excited about tonight’s date, or was it Olivia’s warning ringing through my head? It was an odd jumbled mixture of highs and lows and now that I had time to sit and think, I found her annoying comments were pushing to the forefront.

“Cameron,” Aaron’s deep voice shook me from my thoughts.

I blinked up at him. “Yeah?”

He leaned forward, his blue eyes twinkling with laughter. “Are you listening?”

I flushed. Crap, he was reading my mind. He’d warned me he would for this lesson only. “Yes, yes of course.”

He smiled, knowing very well I hadn’t, but being too polite to call me out. “Good. Now then, close your eyes.”

I did, but the moment I closed my eyes, I thought of Lewis. The other night flashed to mind. Lewis grinning at me. Lewis pulling me toward him. Lewis pressing his lips to mine…

“Cameron,” Aaron’s sharp voice was my second warning.

“Sorry,” I muttered, even as my face grew horrifyingly hot. Concentrate, concentrate. Right. Sure, I could concentrate.

Thunder rumbled menacingly outside, rattling the glass in the windows, so easily drawing my attention. Concentrate. Concentrate on the thunder. Our little cottage would be freezing right now, wind seeping in through the windows. Was Grandma warm? Or was she being stubborn and keeping the temperature at 65 degrees because she didn’t want the heating bill to be high?

Concentrate, Aaron’s voice whispered through my mind. “I’m going to count backwards from five. Just keep breathing. Five.”

I released a breath. A storm was coming. I could practically feel the energy in the air. I imagined the waves crashing against the shore, could practically feel them pummeling the island.

“Four.”

Concentrate. Breathe in and out.

“Three. You’re feeling very relaxed. Two. And one.”

Aaron paused as I took in a deep breath, my body oddly weightless.

“You’re in a room,” Aaron’s voice was soft, calming. I’d grown used to that deep voice. Almost as used to the tone as I was to my own. “The walls are steel, metal. But you’re not afraid. You feel safe in this room. Do you see it?”

I was in the room. It came unbidden to mind, not forced, and easily accepted. It was coming so quickly now, this meditation thing, as if I’d always done it.

“Nothing can get into this room. No one can hurt you when you are in this room.”

The warm sensation of peace settled around me. Slowly, the imaginary me turned around, studying the steel area.

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