Thursday, August 28, 2014
Excerpt Thursday The Solstice Heat
Kasey watched him silently. She had to move. She had
three weeks and then was homeless. It made everything
she’d said last night seem even more of a reality to her. Here
he sat in this house, sipping coffee, not looking a bit
disturbed by the fact he’d gotten someone to pay her off
quietly so she would find somewhere else to live.
Kasey sat back and looked over at him again. “Make sure
you bill me accordingly for your time.” She would not fall
apart in front of him. She let out a hushed breath.
His angry eyes met hers. “I didn’t do... it... for... the...
money,” he said, pausing on each word.
Kasey lifted her chin higher. “That’s fine, but I’m sure it
took time away from more important things you had to do.”
She crossed her arms and sat back, wishing she could melt
into the chair.
Dade hissed out a loud breath and sat back. “Well, I
don’t know about the rest of you, but I’ve about had all the
light brunch conversation I can stand.”
Several heads nodded in agreement.
Kasey stood up. “Why don’t all of you go relax on the
terrace, and I’ll clear this up.” She began picking up dishes
and stacking them.
“Enough!” Chris bellowed as his closed fist slammed on
the table hard enough that the dishes rattled.
Kasey turned and glared at him, her hands on her hips.
“Oh, I don’t think so!” she spat.
Chris shoved his chair back and stood.
She flashed a hand out at him, and an unseen force sent
him flying back into his chair and sent it sliding back three
feet. “Don’t!” she practically growled.
Chris flicked a hand, and all the dishes from his end of
the table went crashing onto the floor.
Everyone scrambled back from the table as he slowly
stood again. “Do. Not. Slap. Me. Back. Again,” he grit out
in a low voice.
Dade ran around the side of the table and stood beside
him, his hands out to his sides. Chris didn’t even turn to
look at him. “Stay out of it.”
Dade lifted his hands and backed up a few feet.
Kasey’s chest was heaving with ragged breaths. “At least
I slap at you with something tangible instead of taking
cheap shots with words, Christopher Larkin!” Her fists were
clenched at her sides. She opened them, and the table shook
with a force she’d never used before. The dishes lifted up,
and then they dropped down hard enough several shattered.
Kasey watched the glass and china scatter everywhere and
then looked back at Chris. “Take that out of the payoff
money you’ve swindled for me!” With that she ran out of
Chris stood there feeling every bit as angry as she had
looked. He wanted everyone to go away and leave them
alone. He started to step towards her and then stopped and
clenched his hands at his sides. His knuckles were white.
Leena went to go after Kasey and smacked up against an
invisible wall. She felt her hand over it for a second, then
turned and looked at everyone in the room.
“Someone tell me what the fuck just happened!” Dade
Kasey is a woman that exudes energy and brightness; she is as equally passionate when angry as she is when she’s happy. The energy she carries from life comes through in all her magical workings with spells and stones, giving them great magical strength. She is a dreamer and often wishes she could re-write her own story so that she was charming and sophisticated enough to be with a certain wealthy male lawyer she wants more than anything else.
Chris is a force of strength and experience that is carefully hidden behind the easy mannerism he has adapted so carefully. There is nothing he cannot do where magic is concerned and he has tried all manner of things, whether right or wrong. His fortune has left him wanting for nothing else in life, except the one thing money can’t buy him, the woman he feels too unclean to approach.
Separated by two different life styles yet their passion and magic ignite sparks hotter than the Solstice heat.
Can they work out a way to be together as they try to stop a killer from striking again?
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