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living room suite gathered between a huge oak bar and a big-screen, flat-panel TV set to
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the romantic instrumental music station. Straight across the room, a king-sized bed was
made and turned down.
Some bachelor pad, she said. All the furniture was high-end and expensive, but
more notably it appeared comfortable. The upholstery was suede. The bed was thickly
cushioned and covered with a puffy comforter. The colors were deep blues and
burgundy, masculine and soothingly muted.
Deacon released her hand. As he crossed to one of the windows, she trailed him at a
leisurely pace, noting the original paintings on the walls and the pieces of artwork
displayed on side tables, shelves and pedestals. Deacon drew back the sheer curtain
over one window. When she joined him, he casually circled an arm around her waist.
The surge of excitement at the touch didn t surprise Kitten at all. She d hoped for
his touch to return but hadn t counted on it. A suspicion was whispering in the back of
her mind. She didn t even want to fully consider it, as though examining a fantasy too
closely might jinx it from coming true.
They watched the first hint of the color painting the clouds in the eastern sky. Its
light chased the night from the distant mountain faces to the right. The snowpack
sparkled as though encrusted with a trillion captured stars. Kitten leaned into Deacon,
his solid body a pillar of strength. So what about you? she asked. What does the
melody of your soul reveal?
You have already begun to decode that mystery, Kitten. His reply was revealing,
but she kept her thoughts to herself.
And that brings us to the one we have yet to discuss. Deacon closed the sheers. A
timer made a soft clicking sound as the automatic curtain rods activated. Heavy
curtains slid over each window in a sequence around the room, blocking out the
approaching sunlight. Kitten is not the name I would have bestowed upon you.
I kind of like it.
I know. You ve claimed it for yourself. His eyes were so clear. So penetrating.
Kitten felt exposed to him, right down to the very core of her that she herself rarely
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explored. Even as she began to think of escaping his powerful insight, Deacon released
her and crossed to the bar. As he poured two drinks, Deacon said, You wanted to talk
to me.
Yes. She straightened her robe, self-conscious about speaking her mind, and until
that moment having forgotten the state of her dress. Or rather the lack of it beneath her
robe. How did she even begin the conversation? The topic was one she d never have
imagined discussing seriously before that night.
Let me make this easier. He brought her a tumbler of sparkling red liquid. His
own was a thicker, darker crimson. I agree with you.
You do? Kitten accepted the glass and settled onto the couch. A split cherry
floated in the liquid. She sniffed the drink experimentally and then tasted it. White
grape juice with cherry juice splashed into it. It was delicious and unexpected. He
selected a recliner opposite from her and drank from his own glass. He didn t release
the footrest, but Deacon leaned back, a posture of relaxed waiting. A king upon his
throne.
I am not a Summon. She had intended to make it sound more like a request or a
question, but instead she said it with factual finality.
No, he agreed, just as straightforward.
Kitten swirled the liquid in her glass, creating a tiny whirlpool that sucked the
cherry down into its depths, capturing it. I cannot just leave either. I ve experienced
too much.
Deacon listened, watching her with those deep eyes, knowing what she was going
to say, but letting her say it.
I was the one to pass the test of will downstairs. Kitten looked up at him. But
you already knew that.
He neither agreed nor disagreed, just smiled that enigmatic smile.
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Something in the way he considered her made Kitten suddenly doubt herself. She
refused to voice any concern though. Any perceived backpedalling would appear weak.
In this very precarious situation Kitten needed to show strength and conviction. It
would be the only way she could convince him to give her what she wanted.
And exactly what did she want?
Kitten met Deacon s eyes. It was his question she heard in her mind, not her own.
He wanted her to voice it. He wanted her to build on what she d started. To claim for
herself this dark desire.
It was there for her to take. Deacon would not offer it. He would allow her to take it
though. How these next few hours unfolded would be extremely important in
determining Kitten s place in the clan. Up until now most of what had occurred to her
had been based on the will of others and their intentions for her. Now was Kitten s turn.
She had to claim her power and her right to shape her future. She had to do it now, or
the chance would never come again.
Her emotional state as she transitioned to her new status would be largely fixed for
the rest of her life. It was vital for her to approach this with the right frame of mind and
motivation in her heart.
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