Savage Loss (Corona Pride Book 2) by Liza Street

Author:Liza Street [Street, Liza]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-04-04T18:30:00+00:00

Sixteen

Rafe couldn’t help but worry about Brigitte. That call had unnerved her, and she hadn’t even answered it. Was it the vampires who had taken her? No—why would they be calling?

He remembered back to what Justine had said about making it safe for Brigitte to share, but right now, Brigitte’s entire body had gone rigid. She eased off of him.

“You sure everything’s okay?” he asked again.

“Yeah.” She sat up next to him, so he leaned up and scooted over. He refused to stop touching her, though, so he hauled her closer to lean back against his chest.

After a minute, she said, “You know, I slept last night. And I didn’t have any nightmares.”

“Will you tell me about the nightmares? Sometimes they tell us things, things we don’t know or remember.”

“You sound like my grandmother.”

He shrugged and put his arms around her tighter. “She sounds smart, so I’ll take that as a compliment.”

“Superstitious,” Brigitte argued. “But I’ll humor you—and her. The nightmare is the same every time. My hair’s all wild and I’m surrounded by flickering red walls. And my face has these black splotches on it that move around when I open my mouth to scream.”

Rafe was quiet. Finally he said, “That sounds terrifying.”

“It is. But every time I try to ignore the nightmare, I hear Nanny Mae chastising me, saying every vision is a gift. It doesn’t feel like a gift, though.”

“Sometimes gifts are kind of hard to accept.”

She looked at him, and he could guess what she was thinking—it had been hard to get close, hard to let go of all those defenses. But when she finally had, their connection had been a gift.

As long as he lived, he wouldn’t forget the moment they’d shared this morning.

He stroked her hair, thinking about her nightmarish vision. Maybe…maybe it was a scene from where she’d been kept. Maybe he was going about the search all wrong. Flickering red walls. Maybe instead of looking for caves, he should look for houses.

Brigitte’s phone chimed in the other room, and she stiffened in his arms again. Before he could say anything, his phone vibrated in his pants next to the couch.

Brigitte stood up, her glorious naked skin luminescent in the morning light.

“You’re beautiful,” Rafe said.

His phone vibrated again, and he held back a growl. Their morning was being ruined by technology. First Brigitte’s phone, now his.

“I’ll let you get that,” she said.

“You don’t have to.”

“Don’t pout,” she said, leaning forward tentatively and placing a soft kiss on his cheek.

“Then don’t kiss me on the cheek—I want your lips on mine,” he said.

“It’s…it’s morning. We should get up. Get ready for the day.”

“Don’t close down on me now, Brigitte.”

She looked terrified. He wanted to erase all traces of fear, ease her back into bliss.

“Brigitte?” he said. “Please sit down.”

She looked at the clock. “I have a doctor’s appointment—follow-up after I was gone. I really need to get ready.”

“Do you have at least a minute? I think we should talk.”

But before he could get the words out, she was already shaking her head.

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