Keeping Watch: Heart Of The Night\Accidental Bodyguard - Plot & Excerpts
Thorne said. His voice was almost soundless, a breath, but with the shocked whisper there could be no doubt that he had heard and recognized the same noise that had finally penetrated her desire-drugged brain.She sat up, pushing away from him. Suddenly she was aware that she was half-naked and cold. Cold with her separation from the solid warmth of his body. Cold with fear.Thorne still lay motionless on the bed, the pale fabric of the coverlet he was lying against a frame for his darkness. Dark hair and shirt, black eyes holding hers. She knew that he was listening. Both of them listening, without breathing. Listening in the eerie silence of the old house whose night sounds he would be infinitely familiar with.There was nothing else. No other ghost of noise drifted, almost but not quite soundlessly, upward to the second floor.“Elliot?” she whispered.Against the ivory of the counterpane the dark head moved once, a negation, but that movement seemed to free Thorne from whatever spell had held them motionless.
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