Revenant's Kiss (Chronicles of the Afterlife) Read Online Free PDF

herself, offering her hand to him, which he did not
hesitate to take. Although instead of shaking like a normal person he brought her hand to his lips and
placed a kiss on the knuckles. Jennifer felt her ire rising and knew without a doubt this was the moment
with which she needed to excuse herself.
                 "My friends call me Ethan," he offered, that pleased smile still lingering even after he released
Marcia’s hand.
                 "It’s very nice to meet you Ethan," Jennifer glared back at her co-worker when she drawled
the line out like a purr. Now that she thought about it however she couldn’t deny that these two were a
better fit for one another. Marcia was all pristine beauty, she had skin that was flawless and copper-toned, raven colored hair that shined nearly blue it was so black and almond shaped eyes that tilted like
a cats, surrounded in thick black lashes. Marcia was around the same height as herself and possessed
a figure that was well displayed because of course being the group medium and potential negotiator
allowed for a certain kind of wardrobe that Jennifer would admit she probably wouldn’t wear herself
even if she could. Marcia wore a nicely tailored suite that hugged her perfect curves, it was a subtle
shade of blue that seemed to bring those natural high lights out of her hair. To finish the ensemble the
woman was wearing an insanely high pair of heeled shoes that would make escape if necessary
impossible. In comparison Jennifer would always be found lacking, she was in jeans, t-shirt, and
running shoes because she did a lot of running. She shouldn’t be surprised at all that the beautiful man
in front of her had so quickly had his attention diverted from her.
                 In order to kiss Marcia’s hand he had removed himself from the slot that had kept her from
paying for her drinks and escaping, so without hesitating she passed the clerk a five dollar bill knowing
that it would cover the two drinks and hoped that she could snatch them from the counter and dart out
the door without waiting for her change. She was just about to grab the drinks and do exactly that
when Marcia pulled a pen from out of her purse and Jennifer stupidly paused as unexpected anger
boiled up in her. She realized that she had not been listening to anything the two had said to one
another while she was handing over the money and couldn’t believe how angry the idea of him asking
for Marcia’s number made her. She tamped the ridiculous urge to lunge at her co-worker
and.....Jennifer stopped, the thought of lunging for a coworker disturbing her, lunge and do what? Had
she really been about to contemplate violence over a man she didn’t know, that was not like her.
                 Blanking her thoughts out Jennifer forced herself to stand by stoically while her co-worker
scribbled, presumably her phone number, on the strangers hand. "Thank you," she listened to Ethan
thank Marcia with that crooked smile that was so drop dead gorgeous and tried not to feel like the loss
of his attention had thrown an eclipse over the sun. "Who knows how long I would have had to keep
her here to get her number." The words made Jennifer’s brain stall, and without thinking she pushed
herself off the counter to stare at what Marcia had written on his palm. He did not try to hide the hand,
thank god because she wasn’t sure what she would do if she touched him but sure enough a glance at
his palm revealed her cell number scribbled there.
                 "That’s my number," she blurted stupidly, why was that her number?
                 "That’s happy news," Ethan drawled not at all perturbed by the fact that she was staring at her
number dumbfounded.
                 "Why is that my number?" She felt like an idiot asking but what on earth was Marcia thinking
giving her number to a random stranger.
                 "Your friend says you and your