Page 28 of Prince of Ruin
“Then gimme. I need to tweak the computer’s recognition sequence so that yours matches, but to do that, I need his eyes to work with.”
Tay was asking for her heart, her soul. There was no one else she’d trust with that, but still….
Sera closed her eyes and plunged herself deep. She could see him again, pinning her to the bed, fucking her with hard, sharp thrusts…. It had been the one time he’d had her on her back, and he’d kept his fist in her hair, his face buried in her throat for all but one moment….
She’d captured his face in her hands, desperate to connect on some level. Desperate to see if he was stillhim.
Their eyes met.
“That’s it. Freezeframe.”
Sera drowned in those eyes. She fell into them, and it was like that moment she’d stood on the edge of Heaven as he reached a hand toward her and asked her to jump. For a moment she’d seen his soul.
“Please,” he’d said. “I love you. I want to be free to love you. And this entire fucking war is going to be our downfall.”
Yeah. Memories. Good times.
“You done yet?” Sera didn’t think she could hold it much longer.
“Done.”
The image dissolved.
“Sera, you want to talk about it?” Sympathy flooded through her. “I’m getting an enormous read of emotional energy from you right now.”
“No. I don’t want to talk.” She cut the image. There was a single tear sliding down her cheek. “Old boyfriend, okay? Bad breakup.”
Silence blossomed as Tay chewed on that. “Okay. We’re going to go out dancing when you get back. Tequila is on me. You want to spill, then you can spill. But I’m about to upload your eye scan and override his. You ready?”
Sera took a steady breath.
The shard was all that mattered.
Preventing a new war was all that mattered.
“Ready.”
“Let’s blow the vault then.”
Get in.Get the shard. Get out.
She had a minute, at best, before he came for her.
Sera blew through the vault doors, the Glock up and covering the room just in case there was another nasty surprise coming at her.
“Let there be light.” Tay laughed a little maniacally in her head. Lights flickered through the vault. “Okay, he’s aware. He just looked up and froze. Move, Sera. I’m going to create a little mayhem downstairs.”
There were no glass cases here, but the treasures were intense.
A sword, suspended on an elegant display stand. A set of wings, nailed to the wall. Jewels beyond compare.
“Ooh, hello. Someone’s just realized I’m in the mainframe.” Tay laughed her ass off. “Too late, bitch boy. I own your ass. Pew. Pew. Kicking firewalls down like I’m Godzilla….”
“You’re having way too much fun with this!”
Music throbbed from down below. Sera caught just a hint of the little witch’s intensions—sprinklers deployed, music raging, lights cut. There were sparks everywhere as the water got into the electrics.
“Just call me DJ Tay!”
