irresistible.”
I repressed the urge to punch his arm. “Says who?”
He stepped closer. “Give me ten minutes.”
I couldn’t stop the grin from teasing my lips, or the spike in my blood pressure. “Only ten?” I baited. “I think you overestimate your magnetism.”
“We’ll see,” he said, and bumped me lightly with his shoulder. “What have you learned?”
You don’t want to know.
I bit my lip just as the words were about to tumble from my mouth. No one knew that I was a clàr silte except for Gavin. I promised that I would tell no one for my safety, but Lukas wasn’t just anyone. He had been instrumental in my learning to control my dreams. It was on the tip of my tongue to tell him what had happened with Gavin, how I sucked the magic right from him without knowing what I was doing. But a promise was a promise, and I didn’t want to do anything to break Gavin’s trust ever again.
It had been bad enough when he found out that I was sharing dreams with Lukas.
But that meant that I had to lie to Lukas, something I’d never really done. In my defense, though, I also hadn’t known he was real either. I continued to chew on my lip. If I didn’t make a decision soon, I was going to be missing a chunk of my lip. There was a part of me that wanted to share this burden with someone who also shared some of my so-called gifts.
Indecision overwhelmed me. I wanted to do what was right, not just for me, but for Gavin and Lukas too. A stronger piece of me held back. So I just shook my head. “Nothing new. I’ve been slacking.” The lie was like sandpaper in my throat.
And I was pretty sure he did n’t believe me. His eyes narrowed. “I thought your boyfriend would have jumped at the chance to take my place as your instructor.”
It was no secret that those two didn’t like each other. “Is this why you brought me here, to talk about Gavin?”
“What do you think?” he muttered.
I thought it was time to move onto safer topics, like our drab setting, before he tried to press me. I didn’t trust myself not to cave and spill my guts or something worse... I stepped back. “Is this the best you can dream up?” I asked, looking up at… nothing.
He snorted, feigning outrage. “ Have I taught you nothing?”
I blinked.
And during that nanosecond of blindness, Lukas moved. I could feel the heat radiating from his body, he was so close. Reaching out, he tucked a strand of auburn hair behind my ear. “Let’s make magic.”
Gulping, I got the impression that there was a double meaning behind his words, not to mention the one behind the spark that flashed in his eyes at my nearness. I was rooted in place, captured by the intensity of his dark green eyes.
He snapped his finge rs, grinning like a shithead. All around me, tiny pricks of starlight appeared, showering us from head to toe. Light spilled from the stars like liquid silver. A string of magic flew, bobbing and spinning into the star-strewn sky. The hiss of power sang with the ringing of stars. It was breathtaking.
Holy moly. Okay. So maybe Lukas knew how to dazzle dreams.
“It’s mesmerizing,” I said, struck in amazement.
“So are you, ” he murmured.
I scrunched my nose.
“Too cheesy?” he asked.
I pinched my thumb and index finger together leaving just an inch of space before they touched. “Just a tad.”
He laughed. The sound was a burst of sunshine. It was refreshing. “Are we going to be able to see each outside of our dreams?”
“As friends,” I said because I didn’t want there to be any confusion about our relationship. Forget that inside , I was mixed up about what I was feeling, but I needed to make sure that Lukas understood. It was the only way I could ensure none of us got hurt, except maybe me.
One side of his lip tipped. “ For now.”
I wanted to argue, but I knew it would do no good. Lukas had it set in his thick head that he could sway my affections. And honestly, I wasn’t even sure that he
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