***
“I don’t choose the memories. They
just come to me.” I didn't recognize my own voice. I batted away the tissue and
tried to move away from Andre, but he wrapped an arm around my waist and drew
me close. His touch and body heat anchored me and I wanted to bury my face in
his shoulder and block out the rest of the world, but I forced myself to stand
still. Oliver was watching.
“I’m sure that’s a comforting
thought to Ursula.” Bastard. Parker always enjoyed someone else’s humiliation.
He strolled to a sofa and nonchalantly retrieved Ursula’s coat and purse. “She
might want these.” He gave us all
another smirk and left.
“Come on, Neal.” Gareth found their
coats and tossed Neal his. Neal didn't catch it and had to stoop to pick it up
off the floor, but only after Gareth gave him a not so gentle nudge.
“Hang on,” he muttered as Gareth
all but shoved him out the door.
Oliver waited a beat before he looked
at me and Andre and gestured to his office. His expression was ominous.
***
“Show me your Circle mark.” A
command not a request. Oliver’s cognac-colored eyes were stormy dark and I knew
I shouldn't make him wait, but I was paralyzed with fear. Terror spiked through
my veins, cold as winter wind.
“Claire,” Andre murmured. He stood
by the closed door, his face blank. Game face, we called it. Whenever we
gathered in Oliver’s conference room for our quarterly blood exchange with each
other, we tried to maintain our game faces. Blank, expressionless, devoid of
emotion. So no one could fuck with us. Except I could because I was an Enhanced
vampire. I could read minds, influence behavior, and now, apparently, share frigging
memories.
***
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I'm loving this, Amy... Great snippets!
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