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Stay here while I pretend you’re mine—until you’re not. **** AUTHOR’S POV Nico brushed a strand of hair from Elena’s face as she snuggled sleepily into him. His chest ached as he pulled her closer, kissing the top of her head. Was she just exhausted? It stung that he couldn’t go to Rome with her. With Milo as her model and Zayne joining later, the press stirring up rumors was a reckless risk. What was he even saying? He stared at the wall. He’d wanted to be near her because the distance was killing him. Unable to sleep, unable to eat, he’d relied on the tracker in her necklace to gauge her location. But it was useless when he couldn’t be with her.

he said. “I don’t think at all, actually,” I snapped. “I panic. There’s a difference.” His eyes lingered on mine for a moment longer than necessary before he finally shifted back slightly, releasing the pressure but not stepping away. “Our bond will grow if we are close enough,” he said simply. “It stabilizes through proximity. Shared presence. Familiarity.” I blinked. “That’s it?” “Yes.” I narrowed my eyes. “So there’s no… whatever nonsense you implied downstairs?”

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James starts, but I stop him. "Will you just let me be close to you? I've been pushed away for so long—I just want to be close to you." I can't help but move back, grabbing his hands as he did mine. "I just want a connection." My eyes wander down to his lips unknowingly, almost telling him what I want. He steadily moves closer until his forehead is against mine, and I can't help it. I bring my lips to his, bringing back a familiar sensation. He is careful, slow, testing to see if this is something he is allowed to do.

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But it’s weaker. He steps closer. I try not to flinch. Try to breathe, to stay upright. But when his scent washes over me…clean, cold, like winter wind laced with spice and danger, my knees nearly give out. I shiver. His eyes narrow. “Why are you reacting like that if you’re an Alpha?” “Don’t come closer.” Panic hits my voice. But it’s too late. He’s already within arm’s reach. I move fast—faster than I should and shove him back with everything I have. It barely moves him. But it sends the message.

Anything would be better than to be alone upon the sea. Nearer and nearer came the fireball. At last, when it reached the deck, to Ying-lo's surprise, something very, very strange happened. Before he had time to feel alarmed, the light vanished, and a funny little man stood in front of him peering anxiously into the child's frightened face.

Kira Closer…. So close— I could feel the vibration, the hum of it– But the vibration of the object I wasn’t holding pulled me thoughts away and distracting me away from the brink. Goddess damnit! No. I was too close. I slammed my free hand towards the object and silenced it, desperating clinging to the release that was now slipping through my fingers– I pushed the other vibration deeper within me, pushing against my clit to the point where pleasure and pain were one in the same. So close–so close I—

For the first time, Cathedra had someone who didn't cringe every time she opened her mouth to speak. So this is what having a friend feels like, huh? Cathedra thought to herself. One lunch break, while waiting for Diane underneath the tree, Cathedra was scribbling a draft of her first novel in her notebook. The novel contained the scenes she saw in the storybook, back in her kindergarten days. Since that day at kindergarten, she didn't tell anyone what she saw in the storybooks anymore. The thought of seeing things that other people couldn't still terrified her but she tried hard not to think about it by avoiding any book she can see other than school books and textbooks.

This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be constructed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental. The Nearness of You (The Thorntons Book 1) Published by Blue Violet Press LLC Seattle, Washington Copyright © 2017 by Iris Morland Cover design by Resplendent Media All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief