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.With his head on the pillow like this, Daniel looked merely asleep; in a way, he was.When Marc turned away from the bed, Kate was still standing by the desk, one hand flat against the wall behind her as though she needed the support to remain standing.Marc forced himself to meet her eyes.If he had had a reflection, he thought, feeling numb, he would certainly have seen the same grief in his eyes that he saw shining in hers."I don't want to be alone," she murmured.She sounded as though she were talking around a mouthful of glass and each word was excruciating."Can I."She didn't finish.She didn't need to.Marc went to her and drew her into his arms.Her own encircled him, her hands clutching at his back desperately, trying to pull him closer 92Blurred Bloodlines [2nd in Blurred Trilogy]by Kallystenstill.Marc pressed his lips to the top of her head, and she shuddered against him.They remained like that for long moments, clinging to each other and too hurt to share words.When Kate started wavering against him, no doubt exhausted, Marc drew her to the empty bed and made her sit down on the edge.Kneeling in front of her, he untied and pulled off her right shoe.The left one gave him more trouble; the laces were tangled, and demon blood had congealed over them, making them that much more difficult to pull apart.Marc worked slowly, tugging at the leather laces bit by bit, loosening sections before he could finally untangle the whole mess.When he looked up at her face, tears were again silently streaming from her eyes.He wiped at them with his thumbs, wincing when he realized he was leaving trails of blood on her skin."I'll be right back," he said softly."Why don't you take off your scabbard and armor?"She didn't move as he stood, but while he washed his hands and ran hot water on a towel in the bathroom, he could hear quiet noises in the other room.He returned to the bedroom to find her sitting on the bed again, her scabbard, protective vest, and jacket in a pile at the foot of the bed.He stood in front of her and placed a trembling finger beneath her chin."Look up, Kate.Please."She followed the barest pressure of his finger and raised her face toward him.Her eyes were bloodshot, red rimming the gray and making her skin seem much paler as he gently cleaned off the blood, grime, and tear trails with the towel.93Blurred Bloodlines [2nd in Blurred Trilogy]by KallystenHe combed her hair back with his fingers when he was done; her braid had come loose during the fight, and somehow she seemed that much frailer for it.She closed her eyes at his small touch, then shifted on the bed, pulling back until she was sitting in the center of it.Her hand pressed into the covers, inviting him to lie with her.Marc folded the towel to hide the stains of blood, placed it on the night table, and climbed in next to her.Immediately, she curled up against him, her arm encircling his waist, her head easily sliding into the crook of his shoulder.They had rested together like this, although always in her room.After all Blake's scheming and prodding, it was only now that he was gone that she had come to this bed.The thought was bittersweet.Marc's hold on her tightened until a muffled sound warned him it was too much; even then, he didn't let go."We have to get him back," she said after what felt like an eternity, the words cracking as though her throat were too dry.The frame of light around the curtains had grown, and the room was bathed in a dull light.It had to be midday already.Earlier, there had been sounds of joy in the hotel hallways and outside.The fallen soldiers would be mourned and remembered, but for now closing the breach was being celebrated.Marc had rarely felt so detached from the humans around him."We can reopen the breach," Kate continued when he didn't answer."Simon will find a way.I'm sure he'll know how to do it."94Blurred Bloodlines [2nd in Blurred Trilogy]by KallystenHer voice wavered on the last words.She wasn't sure, no, but she wanted to be.Marc wished he could have had that confidence as well.All he could think of was that the only person he knew who had come out of a breach again had not escaped; she had been freed by the demons to work as their spy and agent [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.With his head on the pillow like this, Daniel looked merely asleep; in a way, he was.When Marc turned away from the bed, Kate was still standing by the desk, one hand flat against the wall behind her as though she needed the support to remain standing.Marc forced himself to meet her eyes.If he had had a reflection, he thought, feeling numb, he would certainly have seen the same grief in his eyes that he saw shining in hers."I don't want to be alone," she murmured.She sounded as though she were talking around a mouthful of glass and each word was excruciating."Can I."She didn't finish.She didn't need to.Marc went to her and drew her into his arms.Her own encircled him, her hands clutching at his back desperately, trying to pull him closer 92Blurred Bloodlines [2nd in Blurred Trilogy]by Kallystenstill.Marc pressed his lips to the top of her head, and she shuddered against him.They remained like that for long moments, clinging to each other and too hurt to share words.When Kate started wavering against him, no doubt exhausted, Marc drew her to the empty bed and made her sit down on the edge.Kneeling in front of her, he untied and pulled off her right shoe.The left one gave him more trouble; the laces were tangled, and demon blood had congealed over them, making them that much more difficult to pull apart.Marc worked slowly, tugging at the leather laces bit by bit, loosening sections before he could finally untangle the whole mess.When he looked up at her face, tears were again silently streaming from her eyes.He wiped at them with his thumbs, wincing when he realized he was leaving trails of blood on her skin."I'll be right back," he said softly."Why don't you take off your scabbard and armor?"She didn't move as he stood, but while he washed his hands and ran hot water on a towel in the bathroom, he could hear quiet noises in the other room.He returned to the bedroom to find her sitting on the bed again, her scabbard, protective vest, and jacket in a pile at the foot of the bed.He stood in front of her and placed a trembling finger beneath her chin."Look up, Kate.Please."She followed the barest pressure of his finger and raised her face toward him.Her eyes were bloodshot, red rimming the gray and making her skin seem much paler as he gently cleaned off the blood, grime, and tear trails with the towel.93Blurred Bloodlines [2nd in Blurred Trilogy]by KallystenHe combed her hair back with his fingers when he was done; her braid had come loose during the fight, and somehow she seemed that much frailer for it.She closed her eyes at his small touch, then shifted on the bed, pulling back until she was sitting in the center of it.Her hand pressed into the covers, inviting him to lie with her.Marc folded the towel to hide the stains of blood, placed it on the night table, and climbed in next to her.Immediately, she curled up against him, her arm encircling his waist, her head easily sliding into the crook of his shoulder.They had rested together like this, although always in her room.After all Blake's scheming and prodding, it was only now that he was gone that she had come to this bed.The thought was bittersweet.Marc's hold on her tightened until a muffled sound warned him it was too much; even then, he didn't let go."We have to get him back," she said after what felt like an eternity, the words cracking as though her throat were too dry.The frame of light around the curtains had grown, and the room was bathed in a dull light.It had to be midday already.Earlier, there had been sounds of joy in the hotel hallways and outside.The fallen soldiers would be mourned and remembered, but for now closing the breach was being celebrated.Marc had rarely felt so detached from the humans around him."We can reopen the breach," Kate continued when he didn't answer."Simon will find a way.I'm sure he'll know how to do it."94Blurred Bloodlines [2nd in Blurred Trilogy]by KallystenHer voice wavered on the last words.She wasn't sure, no, but she wanted to be.Marc wished he could have had that confidence as well.All he could think of was that the only person he knew who had come out of a breach again had not escaped; she had been freed by the demons to work as their spy and agent [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]