Page 78 of Under a Wicked Moon
“If I thought that, I wouldn’t be out here. I heard the little blue light whispering to follow, same as you. I could question my own sanity, but as I said before, I’m good with magical weirdness. Good to know you hear it, too.”
“You saidbefore? Did I miss something you said back at the castle?”Aha! Gotcha.“We know each other from the past, don’t we?”
He spun away from her, but not before she caught the obvious “oops” on his face. “I think you’re right that this is the place. Maybe over there on that little rock is a good spot.” He pointed.
“Why are you not answering me? I deserve the truth.”
“Aren’t we out here to do something?” He pointed at the rock again.
She unloaded and arranged the crowns into a pyramid pile.
Once done, she studied him. “Did we know each other before an hour ago?”
He glanced at his watch. “Time we get back.”
“Do you know me?” She wouldn’t admit she’dheardhim in her dreams. His voice. Maybe it wasn’t his. That truly would seem crazy, if he wasn’t the one she’d heard. She might be wanting it to be him.
His lips compressed. “Anything…everything from your past is dangerous to remember.”
She wasn’t nuts. “Nova mentioned something about the trigger words I need to not remember. If you know those, then don’t say them. How did we know each other?”
“Vivi.” He dropped his head. His words came out strangled.“We can’t do this. There’s too much…”
She wrapped a hand around his wrist to try to deep-read him again. The physical contact helped. She got impressions of him, but nothing about her or what he thought of her. She frowned. “You’re a protector, and you value loyalty.”
“Very much so. I can be trusted with secrets. I’m good at keeping my mouth shut.”
“You won’t tell me about the past.” Said with finality. He would be loyal to whatever promise he made, whether it’d been to her or someone else. “I respect it but hate it.”
Her gaze fell to his lips and stared. She wet her own lips. One peep up to his eyes, and the carnal expression on his face communicated need. Want.
Seconds passed without a word spoken. Her body lit up with his blatant staring. She should break this spell, drop her stare, and start back the way they came. But she didn’t.
If she leaned in closer, what would he do? Would he lean in, too?
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Look away. Damn it. Break the spell, now.
Ky reprimanded himself for staring too long. But the smooth fullness of her lips fascinated him. He wanted to taste them again. To hear the small catch in her throat when he touched her breast and felt her hands wandering up his neck. He wanted to be lit up like that again. To feel alive.
He blinked to break the trance and retreated a step.
She was doing crazy things to him again. Making him want what he couldn’t have. Things that would put her in danger.
“The will-o’-the-wisps are egging me on,” she whispered.
“Did I mention they’re mischievous little brats sometimes?”
“I have a secret. You want to hear it?”
He didn’t want to know more about this rejuvenated, stunning new her. The makeshift protective barrier around his heart wasn’t strong enough to keep her out. But he answered, “Sure.”
“You can’t tell anyone, not Roman or Nova or Flynn.”
“Your secret is safe with me.”
“I believe you when you say that.”
