Immortal's Eden

Immortal's Eden by Lori Perry Read Free Book Online

Book: Immortal's Eden by Lori Perry Read Free Book Online
Authors: Lori Perry
school memorabilia. He tried to home in on their conversation but the skill of seeing where any object had been didn't include sound; that was something he had just recently started to learn. Their voices warbled as he strained to hear but nothing made sense.
    Crumpling the paper in his fist, Michael lurched from the bed and threw the missive against the wall, growling in frustration. He needed Ana; needed to find her before one of them did, and turn her before she could die again. Losing her was too hard, watching her die killed him a little each time. She hated immortals, hunted and killed them; so making her understand that they belonged together; that they were made for each other overwhelmed his soul, but it was his only purpose.
    If Orlando truly knew where she was, he needed to find him, now. Michael hated waiting for anything he wanted; dusk was hours away, leaving him with nothing more to do than pace circles in his room. He needed the woman on the beach to work with him; having someone able to move around during the day would be an advantage. He pictured her face as it was before she fled him, she had been struck with fear; her heart's fast cadence thrummed through his head. He would have to gain her trust and make her believe he was there to help, thus gaining access to those files and someone with a common goal during daylight. That might be harder than anticipated if what she feared was him.
     
    As she turned the doorknob, the phone in her little bungalow rang making her jump in the shattered silence. No one knew she was here which made her a little curious. She walked to the phone and hesitated.
    "Hello?" she breathed into the receiver, half hoping it was him .
    "Hello." A cheerful deep voice chimed on the other end. "This is Michael; we met on the beach last night. I hope you don’t mind, I called the agency and had them transfer me to your room."
    Danielle felt her knees turn to mush as she listened to his voice. It was as seductive as she remembered, and flashes of their dream embrace played in front of her eyes.
    "Michael?" She asked with a shaky voice, and then slid to the floor, clutching the phone with both hands. The same name he had in her dream. Was this some kind of joke? Could she have seen him and heard his name at the airport, but have no recollection of the encounter?
    "Yes, that's me. Am I disturbing you?" The room spun. The next call she'd be making was to the looney bin. "I never caught your name last night. I feel terribly rude for not introducing myself."
    Clearing her throat she searched for words to respond but found none. How could this be happening? How could her dream be walking and talking on the line?
    "Are you all right?" Michael sounded concerned at her pregnant pause.
    "Yes, I'm fine. Your name is really Michael?" Finally finding her voice, she replied. Pinching her eyes shut, she listened to him breathe.
    "Since birth." He chuckled "What should I call you?"
    "Danielle." Still reeling from this development she tried to stay calm. "Have we met before last night? Were you in the Sydney airport by chance?" She needed to find some explanation for the hysterical episode she was having.
    "I don't believe we've met, and I didn't fly in from Sydney. Why do you ask?"
    "Oh, no reason." She lied, trying to shake off her shock. "I really need to get to work Michael. I'm sorry." She needed to get him off the phone. Work must be getting to me .
    "Well that's why I called actually. I was wondering if you needed any assistance in your search. I'm usually an excellent sleuth." She could hear the smile in his voice which calmed her to a degree. There was something in the smoothness of his voice that caressed her inside, soothed her nerves. But still, she needed to keep him at a distance.
    "I work alone, but thank you for the offer." No way was she going to share this case with him. Especially since she was picturing him with fangs and a large package pressed to her rear!
    "You're quite sure?

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