Page 61 of Poison's Kiss
I smirk, feeling a plan form. "Then kiss me here and now."
A wry grin pops up, and he jerks me to him a little more forcefully, letting me feel his length from his aroused excitement.
"Fine," he starts to break all the rules, but I quickly push him back.
He snickers as he gently pulls me back to him. "Didn't think I'd call your bluff, did you?"
Reflexively, I smile, wishing I could stop as I roll my eyes. How long is this song? I swear it's outdoneNovember Rain.
"I'm starting to see why Drackus is so determined to keep you away. You're ballsy."
He winks while brushing my hair from my face, softly tilting my chin up so that my eyes are forced to meet his.
"If he wanted to keep me away, he shouldn't have let you in here with that dress."
Before I can finish, the dreadfully long song comes to an end, and I'm freed from his spell. I rush away before he tries to dance with me again.
As I near the end of the hall, a memory from my past flashes through my mind. I see the old library full of books that have only withstood time because of the spells cast on them.
My father's own personal collection isn't as grand as the library of the light council, but it's definitely impressive. And then the pang of misery strikes. It's almost as though I can feel Kane in my head.
I have to distract myself, and there are plenty of leather bound pages in here to do just that.
After an hour of reading,I realize I at least need to hear his voice. The pain of missing him only grows with every second. Without any real forethought or planning, I dial his number and sit down by the fire in the library.
"Alyssa? Are you still with Dray?" Kane asks, seeming worried.
"Sort of. Are you still at my hotel room?"
"No. I'm in a room next door. Zee and I decided we'd get a few rooms - camp out until we knew for sure Castine wasn't coming."
Great. There's no way I can be around him with all of this going on with me.
"Can I take an opportunity and capitalize on this moment of civility you're offering?"
He sighs, and I can almost hear his body going through the withdrawals and need for my blood. I shouldn't have offered it so freely. My blood is so much stronger than the typical samples he could get from other witches. I know how to help him though, and I will.
"Yeah," he finally says after a long pause.
"Was any of it true?"
He sits there silently, making me wonder if the phone has lost signal back here in these deep woods casting little reception.
"I suppose I could ask you the same thing. I think it's best if we simply focus on Castine and forget about whatever the other was doing."
I don't know why I keep thinking he's not going to take the opportunity to crush me every chance he gets. I wipe the stray tear from my eye, and then I nod as if he can see me.
"You're right. We should. I'm sorry I called."
He sits there quietly again, and my chest almost aches to accommodate the heart I didn't think could break any more. There's nothing left to do but sever the bond... by any means necessary. Only then will I be able to leave him alone. Then I'll cure him of his own addiction to me, cutting the last of our ties - other than Castine.
"I asked you to call, so don't apologize for that. When are you coming back from Dray's?"
A small smile graces my lips despite the tears that dampen them. I wipe the salty flavor from my mouth as I draw out the pause before the answer.
"I'll be leaving soon, but I'm not at Dray's. I'm sure you've already gone by his house by now, so don't try fishing for more information than that."
He almost grumbles under his breath. "Dray can't be your father. He's a dark angel, therefore he can't bear a witch... at least I don't think he can. I just don't know what else you'd be doing with him."
