My Dangerous Pleasure
“The father she’d never known had likely been one of the magekind. The way she described her mother made him think there was something there, too. Reading minds was a very human way to describe what the kin could do when they had a connection going with each other or with a human. And what did that say about her mother’s origins? And if her mother could read minds, or whatever it was she could do, no wonder Paisley was a resistant. She’d probably developed her resistance in self-defense. Paisley’s mother probably couldn’t read her daughter’s mind. “You’ll think I’m crazy.”“No,” he said. He wanted to touch her, but he didn’t want any of his magic to leak into her even inadvertently. He kept his hands to himself. “I promise you, I won’t think you’re crazy.” She looked at him from underneath her lashes and said, “She’s a screamer.” “Well.” He sat back, flummoxed by her response. “That wasn’t even in my top ten most likely answers. A screamer?
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