Dark Thirst by Sara Reinke

Author:Sara Reinke [Reinke, Sara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2015-05-07T16:00:00+00:00

Brandon stood in the shower, his eyes closed, feeling the stinging spray of hot water pelt the crown of his head. It spilled down, following the contours of his face and neck, streaming down his body in thin, fast-moving rivulets. He felt it dripping from his lips, the tip of his nose, sliding into his ears. It helped to disguise his tears, though not the hitching of his chest, his soft, occasional, anguished gasps.

He wanted to call Tessa. He’d never wished for anything so badly in his life. He felt frightened and lonely, scraped suddenly raw inside, and God, he wanted to curl up against her, to tuck his head against his twin sister’s shoulder, as he had when he’d been a boy, and feel her arms around him, comforting him.

Once upon a time, Brandon and Tessa had been amazingly close, and she’d always been able to sense when he was hurting, frightened, or upset. That had been before her bloodletting. After that, everything between them had been different, even though she’d tried to tell him it wasn’t.

He’d known she would come on the day he’d ran away from the farm, the morning of his bloodletting. He’d been alone in his room, staring out the window at the rolling hills of the horse farm. He could feel the morning chill creeping in through the thick planes of glass. He saw Daniel and Emily playing together in the yard. Emily chased him, her hands outstretched, threatening to tickle.

You let a child go in your place because you’re a coward. Caine’s words had echoed in his mind as he watched Emily reach out, tagging Daniel lightly with her fingertips, her mouth open in laughter. You’re weak and pathetic, a goddamn coward hiding behind Father and his pity for you.

And then he had known Tessa was there, hovering in the doorway behind him like a shadow. He sensed her, a prickling sensation within his mind, and turned. She regarded him cautiously, moving her fingers through her dark hair, tugging a shank off her face to tuck behind her ear.

She didn’t come immediately toward him. There seemed to be something besides the silence separating them, and he realized sadly it was because she really was different now, despite all of her protests. Things had changed between them because she had changed; she looked at him through different eyes and he knew a part of her regarded him the way Caine, Emily, the Grandfather, and everyone else did—coldly, contemptuously.

Tessa held her pointe shoes in one hand by the tangled ribbon lacings. The pink satin toes had long since worn grey and split open, and the layers of moleskin carefully tacked over wore away with alarming frequency. She loved ballet. She was an extraordinarily talented dancer. Just as their father had paid for Jackson to come and tutor Brandon, he’d hired the most expensive and exclusive instructors to come and teach Tessa ballet. He’d built a large studio on the third floor of the great house

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