The Soldier's Tale by Scott RJ

Author:Scott, RJ [Scott, RJ]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Silver Publishing
Published: 2011-06-09T21:00:00+00:00

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Jack cosied down under the blanket, milking the injury for all it was worth. So far Mark had made drinks, cooked food, and tidied up the small cottage that Jack had rented. His accident meant he wouldn't be pegging out boundaries on the dig site for the preliminary geophysical survey before the excavations started next summer. Given it was freezing cold, he didn't know whether to be pleased or annoyed at that. Well, he was always one to handle whatever cards life dealt him, and life had dealt him warm comforting thoughts of making love in front of the fire with his boyfriend.

Finally he'd had enough of Mark bustling around him. He caught the belt loop of his jeans as he scurried past with a pile of archaeological tomes.

"Come sit down," Jack encouraged, but Mark just shook his head, attempting to pull himself away. With a hard tug Jack managed to get his lover to topple sideways, his centre of balance off, and with a hmmmph, Mark was finally next to him.

"I need to—" Mark began, but Jack twisted his body enough so he could straddle Mark's lap. With only the faintest reminder of pain from his wrist, he captured his lover's mouth in a heated kiss to stop him talking. They kissed leisurely for a long time until the spikiness of Mark's worries had dulled to soft whimpers of need.

"Now. Will you tell me what's wrong?" Jack asked softly, frowning as Mark closed his eyes and pursed his lips. "Mark?"

"That man, Daniel, the soldier… our soldier… Jack—"

"What?"

"He has the knife. God, do you remember I said…" His voice trailed off, and he tugged at his lower lip with his teeth. "When Curtess was in the flames, there was a knife thrown, and it killed him before he could suffer."

"I remember."

"That guy…" Mark paused. "He had the knife that was used under his shirt, in those jeans. I could sense the connection. Somehow he… God, the curse…"

"The curse?"

"When the warrior and the healer stand to swear a sacred bond… This Daniel guy, this soldier, he's connected."

"He's the warrior?" Jack didn't doubt what Mark could see, not any more. "And the doc is what? He's the healer? Should we tell someone?"

"No!" Mark sounded horrified. "They have to find their own path."

"What if they don't?" He couldn't hide the worry inside him, this curse was playing on his mind more than he had realised. Mark huffed a small sigh, closing his eyes and nodding.

"They will Jack. They have to if there is any chance for the Fitzwarren family."

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