An hour later, the sun dusted into pinks outside, and light snores puffed out in muffled spurts from my sister. Curled up on the sofa, Gaia’s hands disappeared behind Gabriel’s waist, and her nose had burrowed deep against his stomach.
With his arms draped around her, he patiently followed the blur of dancers and colors wiggling across the screen. Gabriel had a peaceful air about him that I recognized; when Gaia was content, so was he.
His gaze flitted to me. “Wait,” he mouthed, and I nodded, surprised. Fluidly, he scooped up my sister and deposited her in their bedroom.
After he came back, he sank to the couch, crisscrossing his legs with more grace than any dancer.
“You’ve seen Cassiel.” His jewel eyes fixed on me. I inhaled sharply.
“Yes … how did you know?”
“I have my ways,” he said, his tone sweeter, humbler than Cassiel’s when he’d uttered the same words. Again I wondered how they could be brothers. “Did he say why he’s in Shades Run?”
“Yeah, he thinks you need his help.”
Gabriel’s expression turned somber. His gaze sparkled, sweeping the ceiling before returning to me. For a second it reminded me of flashlights.
“When did he come to see you?” His voice sounded calm, but I sensed how important the question was. If I’d known the correct answer, I would have lied—anything for the relaxed happiness to return.
“Tuesday, at the cafeteria.” I tried to read his expression, but Gabriel’s face remained blank.
“Did he stay with you?”
What? Surely, he couldn’t be asking if he’d slept over?
I examined his features again. He didn’t appear uncomfortable or apologetic. Then again, I might not recognize such outlandish emotions on Gabriel. I gave up and went for the truth.
“We had coffee at his place. Later, he accompanied me to the audition for Sleeping Beauty, among other things.”
Plenty of other things.
Gabriel frowned. “He took you to his apartment? Are you okay?”
“Why shouldn’t I be okay, Gabriel? Oh, I get it—he’s an axe murderer, isn’t he?”
I burst out laughing, but Gabriel pinched the bridge of his nose.
“What did he do to you, Luna?” The tone of his voice set my heart off in double beats.
“He made me a latte, that’s all. Oh, and he told me about a balcony scene nobody’s mentioned to me.”
I tried to glower at him, but it was difficult.
Gabriel gasped, and I knew. Of course he understood what I alluded to. Just like that, he’d triggered my anger, and now my glare came naturally.
“Yeah? What happened four years ago, Gabriel? You guys never tell me anything! I’m her sister. I love her like crazy. Don’t you think I deserve to know that she dove off a freaking roof?”
In our family, Gaia was the temperamental one. For the first time, I understood the allure of a good hissy fit.
I write New Adult fiction with a paranormal twist and don’t shy away from romance and heart-wrenching passion when necessary.
I moved from Norway to the United States in 2001, and the first awesome five years I spent in the San Fernando Valley, Los Angeles. Then I read “The Book,” aka Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil, which spurred my husband and me to move cross country to beautiful Savannah, Georgia.
I’m currently on my seventh year in the Deep South, where I enjoy the heat and the humidity. Besides writing, I spend my time with our “petting zoo” as in an opinionated parrot, a herd of cats that are experts on keyboard shortcuts, and puppies that…uh, bark.
I hold a Master’s degree in languages, with concentrations within literature and linguistics. I taught at college level for a decade before settling in as a graduate adviser at the Savannah College of Art and Design.
Writing is my passion, my joy, and my addiction. When I’m not writing, I read.
Shattering Halos is my debut novel, and its standalone sequel, Stargazer, is due out later this year.
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