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unique gift to manipulate energy.”
    “It’s more like it manipulates me. And how did you know—”
    “I have a unique gift also.”
    An unladylike snort escaped me. “That sounds like a very bad pick-up line.”
    His laugh was as rich as his voice. I almost let my guard down just listening to it.
    “My gift,” he said, “is absorbing energy.”
    “How?”
    “Through touch, when necessary. Although I can pick up small bits in the air from high sources such as you.”
    “What do you do with it?”
    “Excuse me?”
    “The energy. What do you do with it?” I asked.
    “Nothing.”
    “You have to do something with it. How do you dissipate it?”
    “I use it.”
    “To do what?”
    “To exist.”
    Worry has never been good for my telekinesis, and this man, as gorgeous and alluring as he was, seriously worried me. Bursts of energy shot from me. I felt them ricocheting down the alley, except for the ones that shot toward Rune. Those bursts simply vanished off my radar.
    “To exist?” I asked. “You use it to exist?”
    “Maybe gift was a misnomer. It is more of a condition. The point is that my condition could be of help with your predicament. Would you like my help?” The blue of his eyes deepened, but this time I was ready for him. I looked away and held up my hand.
    “Don’t start with the Marvin the Mind Bender stuff again, or I’m out of here.”
    He stepped back, and when I looked again, his eyes were back to their normal but striking color.
    The door behind the dumpster rattled. A voice behind it shouted, “The door’s blocked. I’ll have to go around.”
    “Time is almost up,” Rune said. “Do I help, or do you leave the alley in your current condition?”
    My energy level was better than earlier, but I was still in no condition to go out in public. The sea of car alarms my misfiring ability would most likely set off between me and my car provided an impenetrable barricade. The dumpster next to me and the brick wall behind me were looking a lot like a rock and a hard place right about now.
    “Okay, do it.” I closed my eyes and held out my hand, but he didn’t take it.
    “What?” I opened my eyes a crack.
    “To do this as quickly as we need to, I will require more direct contact.”
    This was sounding iffy again.
    “Like what?”
    “Like this.” He closed the space between us in a heartbeat, and although he hadn’t captured my gaze, I couldn’t look away.
    Just as my mind registered, “Oh, no he’s not,” his lips were on mine.
    My body, stiff at first, relaxed as he deepened the kiss. My traitorous arms slid up around his neck, and I leaned into him. All the stress and worry of the day lifted making me feel slightly giddy. The tingling energy pulled from my extremities toward my head, out of my mouth, and into his. That tingling was replaced by another, more primal, tingling, which spread upward from between my legs to ignite flaming butterflies in my stomach.
    A quiet moan rumbled from his chest. His head tilted more, and he grasped me to him. The dumpster lid beside us lifted. At first I thought I’d done it until I realized I didn’t have enough energy left to lift my hand let alone a huge sheet of metal.
    Someone cleared his throat beside us. “Hey you two, get a room, huh?”
    The lid slammed shut. We broke the kiss. A teenager in an aqua and white striped shirt still had his hand on the dumpster. The kid laughed and muttered, “Old people,” then shook his head and walked away. I wanted to snark at him that I was only twenty-six, but it seemed like too much effort at the moment. My head felt like it was floating ten feet above my neck.
    Rune’s deep chuckle drew my attention, but one look at his face doused all further thoughts of intimacy. The whites of his eyes glowed like paper under a black light, and the deep blue of his irises now shown electric ice blue.
    I tried to push him away but only managed to move him a few inches.
    “What’s wrong with your eyes?” I