out some of my windows.”
Anton stirred in his chair, trying to find the right position. Or maybe trying to find the right words.
“How much did you tell her?”
Alex shrugged. “Pretty much everything. You did say I needed a willing participant for the ritual.”
Anton turned towards Laurie. “How well do you know each other?”
“We met yesterday,” Laurie answered. “I was investigating the women’s disappearance—”
“You’re a cop?” Anton turned to face Alex. “Even for you, this is pretty careless. Doesn’t she have a legal obligation to turn Corneliu in?”
Alex waved off the question impatiently. “She’s not exactly a cop. And it doesn’t matter anyway. She’s a child of Samhain and Corneliu ended up here looking for her, so she’s obviously a good choice.”
Anton studied Laurie for what seemed like minutes. “Can we trust you?”
“I’m still here, aren’t I?” she replied.
Anton hesitated for a second and then reached for a notebook from inside the box. “It’s not just about sex. You need to make sure you have some sort of organic reaction to each other.”
“Oh, we have that,” Alex said, and it made Laurie blush again.
“What exactly are we supposed to be doing during this ritual?” Laurie asked.
“Alex needs to read some words. But the real power is in the orgasm, so you just need to make sure you both come.”
“That’s really not going to be an issue,” Alex said, his eyes focused on Laurie.
“Oh, I believe it. I can feel you two undressing each other right now.”
“Any idea of the extent of this power?” Alex asked.
Anton frowned. “Not really. This is new territory for me too. I’d expect all your senses will become more acute. Not sure what it will do to your telekinesis and everything else.” He looked at Laurie. “I suggest you stay here tonight. Corneliu is going to be looking for a woman he can use in his ritual, and this is really the safest place for you to be.”
Laurie nodded.
Alex reached over and pushed a strand of hair out of her face. He couldn’t explain why, but he felt extremely protective of her. “You can take one of the guest bedrooms, and I’ll get you some clothes tomorrow.”
Anton handed Alex a notebook. “You have a lot of prep work to do. The whole ritual has to be performed once the moon is out but before midnight.”
Alex nodded and turned his attention to the notebook.
“Alex, esti sigur ?”
Alex didn’t have to look at Laurie to know the answer. Whatever connection had been awoken, he was ready to fight to keep it alive.
“I’m sure. Let’s get to work.”
Chapter 7
Laurie didn’t see Alex all day on Halloween. She woke up mid-morning to find a stack of brand-new clothes on a chair near her bed. Somehow, he — or somebody — had slipped into the bedroom while she was sleeping and delivered the items. It was unsettling that she hadn’t even realized it, and even more unsettling when she figured out that every item fit her perfectly. Either he magically knew her clothing size or he had undressed enough women that he could accurately guess what sizes they wore. She was ready to bet on the second theory.
When she headed downstairs, she found somebody working in the kitchen, waiting for her with a full breakfast. The woman wasn’t at all surprised to see her. What else happened while I was sleeping? she wondered.
“Good morning, Miss Cole. Eggs or pancakes?”
It was all so surreal, she just had to go along with it. “Eggs, I think. And a very large cup of black coffee. Where’s Alex?”
“Mr. Volman has been in the study since early this morning. He said you’re free to explore the grounds but that you should take somebody with you.”
Great. She needed a bodyguard just to leave the house.
Emily called to wish her happy birthday around noon, and Laurie told her