CHAPTER 38
CHAPTER 38
posted by Cat @ 7:40 PM
Wednesday, November 10, 2004
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- Name: Cat
- Location: BULLARD, Texas, United States
C.R.Myers is a Texan—born and bred in the Lone Star State. A English/Drama teacher by profession, she received her M. A. from the University of Texas at Tyler. As a teacher and professional speaker, she designed and implemented her own creative course as well as writing college sketches, which were performed on a local television station. She decided to start writing seriously only within the last few years. Since then, she has written eleven novels. Black Ice/Shadowed Road was her first published novel. Since then, Through the Shadows, Red, Red Rose, Lady’s Game, Shattered Illusion, and Blonde Logic have been published as well as nine other stories sold to area newspapers and magazines. Through her writing, she has received cards and letters from fans from all over the US and fifteen different countries. The books have sold well and the reviews have been strong, leading to seven book signings and two out of state appearances. Two of the books have been chosen as books to be presented in Austin at the Texas Book Festival.
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CHAPTER 38
The sound of the surf breaking rhythmically against the shore slipped under her consciousness. Niki’s eyes opened slowly to a blurry world where half formed shapes moved over her. The voices were indistinct—ghostly whispers. She sank further into the darkness. When she woke up again, her head was clear. She looked around the room. Michael was sitting in a chair at the foot of the bed—asleep. His chin was resting on his chest—his auburn hair had fallen forward. She knew when he awoke, he would tuck it back behind his ear in a gesture that was becoming all too familiar.
She was lying in the master bedroom—his bed. She pushed her way to a sitting position. She effort made her head spin. She wanted out of this room—out of his room. She wanted to be in her own bed. She tried to swing her legs over the side. The movement woke him up.
“What are you doing?”
“I want to go to my own room.”
He stood up and walked to the side of the bed. “You almost died.”
“I thought I had.”
“You can stay here for the night. I want to keep an eye on you.”
“Why?” Then, before he could answer, the answer came to her. “You think I tried to kill myself!”
“What would you call it?”
“Absurd, that’s what. I would never try to kill myself.”
“I’m glad you’re so sure, but until I’m sure, you’ll stay where I can see you.”
She took a shaky breath. “Where will you sleep?”
His lips curved upward. “In the bed, of course. Don’t worry your virginity is safe.”
Her face turned bright red. “I never said I was a virgin.”
“No, you didn’t. You didn’t have to.”
“Oh, and I suppose you’re an authority in sex.”
He edged closer to the head of the bed. “Some people might say so.”
She pulled the covers tighter. “I didn’t agree to this.”
“And I didn’t agree to you’re trying to kill yourself. Now, move over unless you want the both of us to share this small spot.”
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