Page 7 of Until I Claim You


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The dream is to be free. Free to live the way I want, to be able to go out and grab a coffee wherever and whenever I feel like it. God, wouldn’t that be the life…

How crazy is it that something as simple as going to grab a cup of coffee is my definition of having a life?

Oh, and finding love.

The sigh that escapes me is soul deep.

There is no way I can let anyone in my life, let alone my heart any time soon.

But this is a fantasy time, a fantasy place, and even if just for tonight, I can dream. I can hope.

My eyes start to blur as reality tries to crash this bubble, so I lean my head back.

No crying tonight. This is a happy day. I have a new job. I may be able to solve my problems more easily. I may be even able to?—

Two men descending the staircase grab my attention. One in a bumpy green mask and the other…

Good god, the other.

Though his face is obscured by a mask of fiery feathers, something pulls me to him. He’s the definition of tall, dark, and handsome, looking like he stepped out of the pages of Vogue.

Despite the low lighting, the slight salt of gray at his temples is clear.

To my shock, when he reaches the bottom step and surveys the club, his eyes snap to me.

Obsidian eyes that might as well have been uprooted from the Earth’s core.

The corner of his lips turns upward.

My heart starts to sink into my stomach. And even further down.

I’ve never felt so much want for a man I haven’t even spoken to, but goddamn, something about him…

His smirk is interrupted when the man following him down the stairs smacks right into his back. My firebird turns around and they start to bicker.

My firebird?What the…

Get it together, Sonia.The last thing I’m here for is a dalliance with one of the club members.

It’s no crime to look, but one look from him warmed my insides to an impossible degree. That man, whoever he is, is dangerous.

I need to walk away, fast.

I straighten my back and start walking to the dance floor where I can disappear into the masked mass of people. It is also where I can learn about the VIP crew attending this exclusive masquerade as well as what makes the LyonsClub tick. There is no better time to learn so I can be at my best when I start tomorrow morning.

However, the more of this Lion’s Roar I drink, the harder it is to quell the heat that one look from a dark-eyed man set off inside me.

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EDWIN

The swan disappearedright after I saw her.

I could tell she was a bird based on the detailing of feathers so much like my own. The white stood out even further against her black waves of hair. Combined with her whole air of elegance and beauty, there would be no other bird she could be than a swan.

Of course, Solomon had to bungle all that by slamming into my back and setting me off-kilter.

I guess it’s my fault I couldn’t contain my temper enough not to snap at him. Because by the time I turned back around, my swan was gone.

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