Compulsion (Asylum for the Mechanically Insane Book 4) by Sahara Kelly

Author:Sahara Kelly [Kelly, Sahara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: SK Private Label Publications
Published: 2018-05-23T16:00:00+00:00

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While Burke was munching on Mr. ‘Enry’s excellent biscuits, Portia was awaiting her work crew in a small salon in Harbury Hall. She was surrounded by greenery—enough to cover several walls if one cared to do so—more ribbons than she’d ever seen before and several pairs of sharp shears. There were buckets off to one side that would be filled with water and “flowers” as Portia and the others made the unusual winter blooms for the ball decorations.

On another table were the rolls of parchment, willow fronds and tiny pieces of thread that would comprise the piece de resistance —the airship lanterns.

They were now only two days away from the event and Charlotte was closeted with Lady Harbury, going over final arrangements.

The room was warm, the sconces already lit against the cold mess that pattered against the window, and there was an air of barely suppressed excitement throughout the entire building.

Portia had seen new faces cleaning the floors and woodwork, and heard voices she’d not recognized calling from one floor to another as a bustle of preparation gripped everyone involved.

Malcolm was everywhere at once, which was a relief, since Portia wasn’t afraid to admit he intimidated her right down to her toes. Even though her Jallai was tucked safely around her forearm beneath her blouse, there was still that inflexion in his voice that made her feel as if she were twelve all over again.

Then she recalled her conversation with Devon the night before.

“You can reach me anytime, you know Portia. Let’s not forget that.”

She had paused. “I can?”

He smiled at her words. “Remember our link? Remember how I spoke to you through our minds not that long ago?”

In truth she hadn’t forgotten, but the need for such contact had disappeared with his rescue. “Do you think it will still work? We haven’t needed it for what seems like an age now. Thank goodness.” She had rested her head on his chest, in that exact spot that seemed made for her.

“Well let’s try.”

Devon was silent and Portia closed her eyes, focusing on opening that “door” in her mind. It was how she had come to think of the strange way in which she heard Devon’s thoughts almost like a regular conversation but not through her ears. Instead they conversed without words, establishing a unique mental connection.

And now—nothing.

She tried again, pushing all other thoughts aside and blanking everything but that special place as best she could. But still she heard nothing.

“Are you talking to me?” She lifted her head. “Because I can’t hear you if you are.”

“I’m trying, but there’s nothing there for me either. I can’t hear you.” He looked down at her, a worried frown creasing his brow. “What’s wrong with us?”

She hugged him, and thought about it. “Hmm.” He smelled so good, a mixture of smoke and rain and Devon. She let it distract her for a moment then returned to the subject at hand.

“What if…” she paused, letting her thoughts assemble themselves. “What if it takes very strong emotions for us to contact each other?” She tipped her head back and looked at him.

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