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Book One of The Soulkeepers Series: Forbidden
Michael and Sophia work on their astronomy project under the stars . . .
Michael spreads the blanket and reclines on it. When I don’t move, he flashes the light on me. “Lay down, Sophia.” I bristle, consider my options, and find none. Throwing the packet on the ground, I sit on the edge of the blanket—as far away from him as possible—and lay back. The light dies and a million stars pop alive, a glowing canopy clear and bright. I’m in awe.
You never see stars like this in LA, maybe inland in the dessert, but certainly not in the places I’ve lived. It’s surreal.
And quiet. Night noises dissipate as if warned not to disturb us. Tension fades like an echo in the air, and I am heavy on the earth, intoxicated with peace and just being. I can feel Michael’s presence three feet away and I imagine we are the only two people left on earth, and the grassy hill is lifting us up like an offering to the stars, pristine pinpricks in Heaven’s floor.
God is spying on us.
Michael’s breathing is gentle, and the throbbing in my chest matches the slow cadence. The strange pulling sensation I felt at the mud pit returns but it’s faint, like a fish tugging a line. I relax into the body that no longer seems mine and take the rich, earthy aroma into me in deep breaths. It fills me up, leaving almost no room for the questions flying around inside my head.
Almost.
“Relax your mind,” Michael murmurs as though he knows I am working overtime. I look at him. His eyes are lost in the stars and his perfect profile cuts a negative shadow against the midnight sky. Soft blond curls fall away from his forehead, and shade darkens the plane of his cheek. Delicate beauty that lies. Michael is not fragile but strong, demanding, and full of secrets; his temper is the edge of a knife.
He turns his head and looks at me, and my breath freezes in place. His eyes are liquid blue and heavy, with black lashes weighing them down. He blinks slowly like he’s sedated, and it is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. My stomach clenches and I tingle deep inside. My blood suddenly throbs in strange, unfamiliar places, and I feel my face grow hot. I am blushing.