intensely.
Crap. How do I explain that? Eva fidgeted, shredding the paper in her fingers. “Well, yeah. He
kissed me the one time, right before I went away to college. It was no big
deal.”
“You kissed a Sentry,” Lucy breathed, light brown eyes dreamy. “Wow.”
Eva laughed uneasily, tossing bits of packing wrap into the trash.
“He wasn’t a Sentry and it was just one kiss. It was nothing,” she lied.
“Eva, did you watch the news last night?” Lucy asked, abruptly
changing the subject.
“I never watch the news, you know that. Too depressing,” she
muttered, reaching for the box with her kitchenware. What was Lucy getting at
now?
Her friend caught her arm before she could grab another glass. “Bruno
Day held a press conference. He said that someone was trying to hack into the
Stronghold net. And then another Sentry walked out and stood next to him. He
introduced him as his brother, Greyson Dark. He’s only the second Sentry to
come out to the public.”
Eva pulled her arm away. “So? He has the same name as a guy I once
knew. So what?”
“The new Sentry has dark hair and brown eyes.”
“A lot of men have dark hair and eyes, Lucy.” Eva grabbed another
glass and crumpled the packing paper into a ball. She didn’t want her Greyson to be a Sentry. Because then there would be no hope of anything. She’d
have moved back here for nothing. Dammit.
“Here, look,” Lucy said, thrusting her smartphone under Eva’s
nose.
Unwillingly, Eva looked at the photo. Her heart sank as she stared
at the picture. The man she’d dreamed about for four years stared up at her
from her best friend’s phone.
“See? It’s him, right?” Lucy asked.
Eva ignored her, trying to get a grip on her emotions. Greyson,
damn you to hell for making me wish for something I can never have .
Chapter Three
“She’s here,” Greyson said, frowning into the viewer.
“You don’t sound very happy about it,” Bruno replied. Behind him,
Solomon, one of their other brothers, quirked his lips in a half smile of
sympathy.
At least he understands my dilemma, Greyson thought. “I’m not,” he
said aloud.
“I don’t know why you’re so worried about her. So she moved back
to Ohio, so what?” Bruno glanced down at his phone. “Can we make this quick? I’ve
got a teleconference meeting in five minutes with the President.”
Greyson sighed. “The Spiders are massing near Alpha Centauri for
no apparent reason and we have someone here on Earth trying to hack into our
tech. Why would I be bothered by her moving here?” He ground his teeth as he
considered the silicon-based aliens that threatened their corner of the galaxy.
He’d given over two hundred years of his life to protecting Earth from their
penchant for swarming. “Because I’m a little busy, that’s why.”
“So? No one said you need to go see her, Greyson.” Bruno waved his
hand. “Ignore her. Problem solved.”
“I don’t think that will be an option,” Solomon said, joining
Bruno at the viewer.
“Thank you,” Greyson said feelingly, grateful that someone seemed
to understand his point of view.
“You’re not making any sense.” Bruno frowned. “Either
of you.”
“I believe he’s feeling, hmm, what did our father call it?”
Solomon murmured, touching his temple. “Ah, yes. Greyson is feeling the effects
of a possible pairing.”
Bruno glanced at Solomon. “Feeling the effects before bonding? That’s
a myth.”
Solomon raised an eyebrow, silver speckled light brown eyes
glittering sardonically. “And yet, do we not exist? We wouldn’t be here if our
father hadn’t paired with our mother. Isaac would agree with me, as well you
know.”
“You’re always so melodramatic,” Bruno complained, deflecting the
point.
“Can you sense her?” Solomon asked Greyson.
Greyson ran his hands through his hair. “Yes.”
“That’s because you gave her your ring, you idiot,” Bruno snapped.
“For all we know, she’s the
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