Page 144 of Sapphire Flame
Of course, you do.His smile broadened.
Just get over here and don’t worry how you look because I suspect I’ll need to get used to it.
As Grant continued to smile, he tasted a whole lot of blood but didn’t give a damn. He closed his eyes and focused on putting a dreamglide together.
Given what he felt for Natalie, it took less than ten seconds. The only problem was, he was still strung up in chains in both places. He’d wondered if it would be different in the dreamglide. Apparently not, when it came to a whole lot of iron links slung over a fat hook.
Despite that he was bound, he made a mental picture of Natalie’s Revel studio and put the dreamglide in motion. He found her seated in her winged chair, very relaxed, and hovered several feet above her.
I can sense you’ve arrived,she said.
I am,he said.Brace yourself because I’m still bound.
I’m ready.
With his mind, he focused on her and an instant later, she was in front of him.
“Hey,” she said. Her eyes shone with a warm light that pierced his heart. He saw her love for him and it ignited his own.
“I want to hold you.”
She drew close but didn’t embrace him. “I don’t want to hurt you otherwise I’d sling my arms around your neck and never let go. But let me see what I can do.” She saw the cuts on his lips, the bruises on his face, the gash on his jaw.
She put her finger next to his nose. “Does that hurt?”
“Not a bit.”
“Good.” She leaned up and gently placed her lips on the uninjured spot and kissed him.
Nothing had ever felt so good in his entire life.
When she drew back, she smiled, but it was mischievous. “I have one word for you. Sand.”
“Sand?”
“Yes. Take me back to that beach because I think I now how to get you out of Kryder’s dungeon.”
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Natalie watched Grant raise his brows. She could see he was in pain, but just like that, the dreamglide began to move and swept in a large arc to head in a northwesterly direction. It moved faster and faster until she was sure they were approaching light speed.
She laughed when he overshot the beach by at least ten miles and had to swing back to the place where they’d made love.
He was still hanging in manacles and chains when they arrived. But as they touched down, she quickly took her shoes off to the feel the sand between her toes.
“So, what do you have in mind?”
He was frowning but at least most of his wounds had stopped oozing.
“Feel the sand?” He wore only his leathers, and these were torn to shreds.
“Yes. I can.”
“Grant, I know this may sound crazy, but I think you can bring us here, our corporeal bodies. We are real in both places.”
He stared at her for a long moment. “You mean, I would no longer be hanging on a hook in Kryder’s basement.”
“And I wouldn’t be in my studio. We would be here. In the sand.”
