Page 65 of A World Enough

“I had no choice. I separated from my body and was watching as observer. I watched myself walk through, and I stepped onto a bridge that’s crystal clear. On the walls are portals, and I can see regions of space, suns, planets, everything whirling by so fast. Then the voice said to find Cresa.”

Brogan frowned. “Find Cresa? Have you heard that name before?”

“No, never. So I held my hand up to one of the portal windows, and then everything slows down, bit by bit. Then I’m left with a dead world. Red rock, no water. Then I notice numbers on the clear bridge. I’m told to spin them back. I seem to know what I’m doing, and as the time spins, the planet rejuvenates until it looks like a healthy blue and green planet. It was alive again.”

“So The Beyond is a place where you can find all the places in the universe, and turn time backwards or forwards?”

“Yes, I think the ancient ones made it. They were peaceful people, that’s what Vorka told me. They probably realized what harm could be done.”

Brogan stood up angrily, her yellow eyes burning bright. “That’s why this Davor and his people want you.”

“If they get hold of me, Brogan, the Abnobians will be unstoppable.”

Brogan kneeled down on one knee and cupped her face. Her eyes had changed from blue to yellow. “I will never let them get you.” She moved forwards to kiss Camber, but then instead rested her forehead against Camber’s.

Those dangerous, yellow eyes lit a fire inside her that felt impossible to tame.

Camber had found people attractive before, but this was like a deep need to touch, to possess. This second, she wanted to run her fingers into Brogan’s hair roughly and pull her into a kiss.

But they hadn’t even talked about the first kiss, and she was frightened by the intense feelings. Brogan’s head moved, and her lips glided down to Camber’s ear.

Brogan’s breath and the feel of her lips made Camber shiver and goosebumps erupt all over her body.

“Are you okay?” Brogan breathed.

“Yes,” Camber croaked.

“I want to breathe you in so I never forget the scent of the most beautiful woman I’ve met.”

Brogan moved her hair to the side and slid her lips down her bare neck and inhaled her skin.

On instinct Camber grasped Brogan’s hair and pulled her head in closer.

Brogan then kissed her neck, and Camber was rattling inside—

Then they heard a knock at the door. They pulled apart quickly, and Brogan stood up.

“Who is it?” Brogan growled.

“Ziggy. I have your clothes for tonight.”

“Shit. Hang on, Ziggy,” Camber said, grabbing for a dressing gown.

“Brogan, ask her where we met.”

“What?”

“Just say it.”

Brogan let out a sigh. “Apparently I have to ask you where did you meet Camber?”

“At the edge of nowhere,” Ziggy said theatrically.

Camber gave Brogan a nod, and she opened the door. Ziggy looked between them both. She could probably feel the tension in the room. Camber certainly felt it.

“What’s with the secret question?” Brogan asked.

“In case I am a shapeshifter with evil intent. Now, as promised, here are your clothes for tonight. Could you take a couple of boxes for me, Brogan?”