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Blaringly aware of the fact he’d scared Sabrina away because of his honesty, Elijah ran with a desolation he’d not felt in a long, long time. He could have made her understand, made her see why he had done what he did. But Louisa had showed up.
Louisa, the bane of his existence.
There had been no choice but to flee after the deranged bitch, since she had no business being so close to Sabrina. But in protecting her, he had managed to alienate Sabrina for good. To top it all off, Louisa had gotten away.
But not for long.
His legs quickened each stride he took, and the wind brushed his skin like a caress. Even if he passed a human, they would feel nothing but a slight chill. Invisibility suited his mood today.
He was in no shape to be seen.
Chapter Six
The sound of the phone ringing echoed in the silent room, but Sabrina refused to answer. Her encounter with Elijah had left her shaken, and for one night, she didn’t want to have any of the craziness that now defined her life. She needed a freaking break.
Unfortunately, she really needed some sleep—but he might come to her. And she didn’t want to see him. What a position to be in.
She’d toyed with the idea of inviting Isaac over and sleeping in the shelter of his arms, but she fought it. It would be a cop-out, and she didn’t fit the mold of a weak damsel in distress, damn it. But she’d take a knife to bed. As she headed toward the kitchen, she checked the door one last time.
No, Sabrina, it didn’t unlock itself in the last five minutes.
Besides, a locked door wouldn’t keep him out, anyway. He’d just get her in her sleep. Like Freddy Krueger, but hotter.
The phone rang again, and she jumped in alarm. God, when did she become such a wimp? Time to answer it so she didn’t get a heart attack every five seconds.
“Hello?”
“Hi. How are you?”
“I’m okay, Isaac. You?”
“Eh, today passed slow and boring.” He chuckled.
She opted to lie. “Yeah, I hear you there.”
“Any more strange occurrences?”
“No, it’s been very quiet. Too quiet.”
“Hmm. Would you like some company?”
God, yes. Come hold me and keep me safe.
“I think I’m gonna go to bed. A storm kept me up last night, and I’m beat.”
“I’m sorry,” he apologized.
“Why would you be sorry? It’s not like you caused it.” She laughed and rolled her shoulders as she sighed. He apologized for the weirdest things sometimes. Especially storms.
Odd.
“Can I come over tomorrow, instead? I need to talk to you.”
She choked on a breath, certain he would soon fill her in on some of his mysterious past. The writer in her wanted to hear his side—to understand.
“I changed my mind. You can come over, if you want.”
