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like a drug and she was crashing big-time. Her hand hesitated
on the key. If she got out, she was not getting back in the
car. Her plans would be dashed. The urge to feel him against
her once more was stronger than the need to escape. She
tried to link to his mind, but it was locked to her and their
connection was taut while he waited for her to make a
decision.
Finally, she turned the car off and got out. Andrew stepped
back, giving her some space, but it felt like a chasm between
them and she had put it there. She cursed herself for what
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had happened. How did you cheat on a guy you weren't even
sleeping with? But it felt like she had. Amara leaned against
the car, feeling the calm of oncoming twilight. Her hands were
shaking from nerves. A current of Andrew's fury rode the
thread between them. Never before had she felt such intense
emotions from those she had been connected with. The
silence was not helping. He was hurt and she was the cause.
In the past, she always was and she didn't want that with him
this time around, but it seemed that cycle couldn't be broken
either.
"Andrew, I'm not leaving because of you. All of this scared
the shit out of me. Simon, even Tre, and how I feel. My life's
never been cut and dry, but fuck how do you rationalize all
of this? You said yourself you came from another life. You
shed it so easily for an existence belonging to you centuries
ago. I don't know if I want that. I don't want to lose myself
and wake up thinking all of this was a dream. I'm not running
away from you. I don't want to leave you, not again. Please
believe that. You're the greatest thing about all of this.
Besides knowing Tre's alive and I'm not nuts."
"Then why are you taking off? Tell me the truth, Jacqu
Amara. Make me understand you're not running from me,
from what we could have. This life or that one. As long as it's
you and me. I don't care if you want to stay human. Eternity
is a frightening prospect when you have been there and are
faced with the decision again. If you want to be mortal then I
will still be with you. What changed from last night?"
Dig her grave now or come clean. Could he smell Simon on
me? The thread between them was stretched so tight it was
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strangling her. Her eyes stayed focused on the loose gravel.
The woods grew silent. Amara lifted her hair so Andrew could
see the evidence from her erotic encounter. With the crunch
of stone he crossed to her, studying the flesh. Andrew's
fingertips brushed the wounds and she stopped herself from
flinching. He took in a breath. Their link snapped in that
instant and the pressure from him eased. It was all over then.
Everything she wanted with him was gone, all because she
had fucked up.
"Did Trevor do this to you? Who attacked you? Why didn't
you come to me? I would have taken care of it." He stared at
her. Anger from him overwhelmed her and she knew he was
going to take his rage out on Trevor.
"No, Andrew. It wasn't Tre. I wasn't attacked. It was
Simon. I don't know what happened. He said some things.
They made sense and they didn't. I wasn't thinking. It
happened. I wasn't expecting it. I thought everyone was
asleep. Let's drop it. Start over. Please." She moved her chin
up to look into his eyes. He gazed at her as if she was
invisible.
"How could you let him touch you? Were you so hard
pressed for a bit of fang you went to him? If I had known you
wanted to be fucked I would've banged your brains out last
night. But no, I wanted to wait, give you a chance to adjust to
all of this. Did you suck him off too? Probably. You haven't
changed a bit. Here I've been pining for you I was such an
idiot." He drew his fist back. Amara closed her eyes waiting
for the sharp impact of pain. All she felt was the sudden rush
of air where his hand came inches from her face and he
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punched the side of her car, leaving a large dent. She jumped
and swallowed back the lump in her throat. She wanted to
say something to him, but he turned on his heels and walked
off. The abyss between them became the Grand Canyon and
she was lonelier than she had before she decided to leave.
He didn't understand.
"Please don't," she whispered. Not again. Her heart
cracked. Amara longed to run and hide, but didn't know
where to go. Problems would follow her, manifesting as some
other karma she didn't need. Fuck. She grabbed her bag,
slammed the door, and went back inside. She threw her stuff
in the corner and stormed into the dining room. He would
listen to her and she would make him see she'd screwed up.
Hell, they weren't even dating! Instead of Andrew she found
Crimson flipping through a book with her feet dangling over
the arm of the chair.
"If you're looking for Andrew you won't find him. Give him
time to cool off."
Amara stopped. "How do you know what happened?"
Crimson looked up from her book. Amara noticed it was a
black bound one similar to the one she had found in the
library. "Amara, I'm not stupid. I know what goes on in my
house. Besides you forget that I'm connected to all vampires.
I choose to ignore them. Except when it comes to goings on
with the man I love. Why do you think I have the barrier
around the house? I do like my privacy, besides I didn't have
a lock on you until you took Andrew's blood. You got enough
that it awoke more of your nature so you're now a faint blip
on my internal radar."
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Amara stopped. "You know what Simon did to me and you
sit there being okay with it?"
The vampire only half-smiled and pushed a chair out with
her foot. She sipped at a glass of something red. When
Amara got a whiff she realized it was wine. A drop stained the
white tablecloth.
"No, dear Jacquelyn, I'm not okay with it, but I've had a
century to stew. I assumed Simon had you out of his system,
but I guess not."
"Look, I don't remember anything from before between
him and me. What happened earlier won't be repeated."
"It's fine. You told me all about it before we went to kill
Simon. You bared your soul and I wanted to kill you. You
were so sincere about it and I figured your grief had clouded
your judgment. You did tell me you never got any of Simon's
blood in you, so you were okay."
"What difference would it make if I ingested his blood?"
Amara held her breath thinking about the library.
"Oh well, back then the madness infecting him would've
worked into your system and he would have a hold on you."
"And now?"
"Now. Nothing. He's totally sane, remember?" Crimson
answered.
"But?"
"No buts, and yes this is a journal you kept secret from
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