Playing Against Type: Soulgirls, Book 4 (2014) - Plot & Excerpts
The desire to sweep her room for magical interference overwhelmed him, but she’d planted her hand against his chest and shook her head. Brushing off her rejection wouldn’t do, he’d pushed her hard enough for one day. So he let her go and went back to his room to check the recordings. It was none of his damn business if she wanted to stay. He saw conspiracies everywhere—it was what the Royale did to people. Fed off their hopes, dreams, and fears. Chances were high she’d enjoy her vacation and go home without any trouble whatsoever. And just because she could leave didn’t mean they hadn’t anticipated my need to check that facet of her. She was so tired when I left her. Too tired. Maybe it took everything in her to be beyond its walls. It worried him. The fact that he worried troubled him more. Opening the door to his room, the scent of cedar and cut grass burned his nostrils. His skin tightened and itched with the sensation of thousands of ants crawling across his body.
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