Page 35 of Whispers of Torment


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She crumpled. Tears erupted from her eyes as blood spurts from a broken nose. She cramped with wracking sobs.

It’s too late. I’ve hurt him, and he’s turned from me forever. Their connection flickered, and she thought he was closed to her.

Lillian, I’m sorry. Please don’t cry like that anymore. It’s killing me.

She gasped for control, her breath stuttering and hiccupping again.

My God, woman. You undo me. His voice, twisted with longing, sent a sharp pang of desire through her.

What I wouldn’t give to be with you, to wrap you in my arms. But if I were there…would you let me?

Yes. How could I resist? Aren’t you having the same Visions as I am?

Jittery, she waited, watching him wind and unwind something about his index finger that looked like a piece of string or a hair.

Subdued, he said, What kind of Visions?

The feather bed. My tattoo.

His breath came hard and fast. Yes, those. His thumb stroked the fine thread about his finger.

Are they real? Will it happen?

That depends on your friend there and which path you choose.

She heard the ultimatum in his voice and froze. Before she could formulate a response, he continued. What I saw, Lillian, I can’t see anymore. Do you have any idea what that’s like?

Her tears were building again, a great wall of water in her chest which would drown her or maybe them both.

What can I do?

Wait for me. Wait for me there in Chicago. Send LeClair on his way and wait for me.

She jolted at the sound of John’s surname—her name—but Nathan’s words resonated within her soul. For a moment of mad joy, she thought she could do that.

Then her heart faltered at the thought of being torn from John.

It’s not as easy as you think. There’s a lot you don’t know.

Lillian, you must realize this connection we have transcends what you have with LeClair. It is a power of its own.

I’m scared.

Nathan stopped. Her cleared his throat and swiped at the hair on his jaw, rasping it. Hot need shot through her, capturing her pussy.

Oh, Lillian. I am here with you. We’ll make it all right. Together. His mouth was set in a determined line.

She fell silent, experiencing the bounds of Nathan’s soul merged with her own. It was like she’d flown through a great window and out the other side to find it was a verdant pasture. When he shuddered, she understood it was because he was provoked by the sight of her chewing her lip. She knew without him saying.

Nathan, tell me something about you, she said suddenly.

Amusement made a bracket appear around his crooked grin. Like what?

I don’t know. Like do you have any sculptures in Graceland Cemetery?

No, not that I’m aware of. You found the Granite Goddess in Seattle.

Yes, she exclaimed in surprise.

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