His Mortal Soul by a.c. Mason

Author:a.c. Mason
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lyrical Press, Inc.

Chapter 5

Sephora pulled back. The expression on his face had taken on a serious edge. Could the words be a put down or some kind of racially degrading term? Before what had happened to her, she never would have jumped to that conclusion, but now she always went straight there first. Alec and Matt had done this to her. Their hate continued to poison her.

"Please don't drift away from me.” He swallowed and squeezed his eyes shut then reopened them. “It's Gaelic. The first time I saw you on the bridge there was something deeply sad and wounded about you that drew me to you."

Just what every girl wanted to know, that a man's interest was because of pity. She pushed his chest. He felt sorry for her. It couldn't be any more embarrassing.

He didn't move. “Please let me finish."

Tears burned her eyes. “Go ... leave.” How could he want her when, to him, she was weak? After everything she had been through, she saw herself as anything but. It had taken her two years to believe that.

"Sephora,” he said, pleading. “Not until you hear me out."

She pulled the covers over her body, unable to stand him seeing her naked when he thought so little of her. “Be quick, then.” She felt so exposed.

"Do you know the Beatles’ song Blackbird? It was like you were there singing to me, calling to me. But I didn't know then that what I saw in you was what I felt inside me. I was the one with the broken wing. You are strong and proud. Not afraid, as I have been. That night, I nicknamed you my blackbird, mo lon dubh. Graceful and beautiful, there you were—mesmerizing me—seducing me. I hadn't even known your name meant beautiful bird that day, but I knew I'd never forget you. Every time I've played the Gaelic version of the Beatle's song since, I've felt connected to you, as though the distance between us vanished."

How could she have been so wrong, jumping to think the worst of him? He'd only been kind and loving to her. Matt and Alec still had their hooks in her, making her unable to trust in the goodness of men, and now she always assumed the worst of any man. How would she ever purge herself of them? With Kieran. He'd fill her with goodness—by giving her all of himself.

"You were right about me.” The fear of being exposed melted away. She wanted to be seen for what she truly was: a survivor. “My wing was clipped, but I refuse to let it remain that way. I want to be a whole woman again."

"You are more woman than any I've ever met.” He reached for her hand.

She didn't resist him. She couldn't. He was pulling her so far into him that she wasn't sure which direction was up anymore. Nor did she care to find her way out.

"Do you still wish for me to go?” His voice strained with hurt. There was something strong about his boldness to ask her, yet vulnerable.

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