I knew my most heated moments of passion never came close to this seductive rush that I could feel. It took my breath away to feel them. I cautiously stepped closer to the alley, listening for a sound, hoping I was wrong – that this wasn’t him. I peeked around the corner and saw two shadowed figures. The one I thought was Dane was leaning against the wall, and woman had her coat open around them with his arms inside. I stared, paralyzed as I saw his head in her neck and her raising her leg against his. I was sick; so mad, I was sick. I looked forward, then took in a deep breath. I knew my father wasn’t going to let me step down the alley, and if he followed me he’d see this – and that would be the end. Dane would never recover from this action; not that he deserved to, but still I didn’t want anyone else to see it. I extended my hand around the corner and pushed a bolt of my energy down the alley. It was so strong, I heard it rumble the dumpster at the other end.
