I rolled my eyes at Jeremy. Guys and their egos are completely insufferable. "What do you want me to say Jeremy? You're hot, and you're a good kisser. But I'm in love with Bryn. End of story."
A smile spread across his face, the gold flecks in his eyes dancing. "So I'm still in the game."
I threw my hands up in the air in exasperation. "This isn't a game-it's my life!
People often ask what the meaning of life is. What's the point in all of this? As far as I can tell, life is pretty much pointless without love.
D.T. DyllinI need this. I need you. I can't imagine my life without you.
D.T. DyllinBryn,” I murmured, twisting around to see his sleeping face steeped in the brightness of the day. I stroked my fingers down his cheek and ran my hands through his silky mane of black hair. I must be dead, I mused, for certainly waking up in Bryn’s arms is heaven.
D.T. DyllinBryn chuckled low in his chest. “I swear I’ve had dreams about you that began like this.”
I stopped kissing him and raised my eyebrows. “Oh yeah, and how’d those dreams end up?”
He chuckled again, tugging at my robe. “I’m a guy, how do you think they ended up?
I love you, Peej. More than I can even begin to explain.” His voice was so low and husky it seemed to brush things on my insides, making me shudder in turn.
D.T. DyllinHey!” I exclaimed, seeing Khol standing beside my bed with my pillow in his hands. His tall frame seemed to take up more room in the light of day, and his dark auburn hair looked like fire in the morning sun. His mere physical presence in the same room as me still caused my body to shiver with excitement. Damn . . . not good.
D.T. DyllinFocus, my little Seer, you have time to contemplate my good looks at another time,” Khol said with amusement.
“I’m not doing anything of the sort. You’re not a mind reader, so stop pretending to be,” I snapped as my cheeks heated. I was beginning to wonder if he really was able to read my mind and just wasn’t telling me.
Damn Speakers! I always forget about her sneaky little spies. The image of a little voyeur squirrel hanging around outside my window and then running to Jenna to report any indiscretions on my part was absolutely horrifying.
D.T. DyllinI can’t let you die!” I sobbed.
“It’ll be like I’m dead anyways without you. Since I left, that’s what it’s felt like—like some part of me died because I couldn’t be with you, couldn’t see you. I’d rather die knowing it was for your freedom.
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