Mastered by His Touch-Complete Box Set by Skylar Cross Read Free Book Online

anybody you have the key, did you?"
     
    "No. Not even Troy. I've wanted to, but I just can't. I don't want to get him involved. I even feel guilty for telling you guys tonight."
     
    "Guilty? Why?"
     
    I got a flash of H's addictive eyes and the warm wonderful feeling of his hand touching mine.
     
    "I don't know," I said.
     
    After dinner, I made like I was going home.
     
    "No!" said Dan. "You're staying here. Nikki will drive you to your place early so you can shower and get your work clothes."
     
    I'm kind of glad he insisted. I wanted him to. I didn't sleep at all the night before. Tonight I needed people who care about me nearby. Even though Dan is younger than me, he has always been my protector and confidant.
     
    He pulled out the couch and brought me an extra pillow and sheets. He and Nikki went into his room. I noticed Nikki has big feet as she walked in.
     
    Is she... could she be?... No, I'm imagining things. I need sleep.
     
    Alone in the living room, I took my clothes off and climbed into the sheets. Satiated and half-drunk, I was asleep almost as my head hit the pillow.
     

 
    Chapter 7
     
    "Give me your hand, Kiri!"
     
    The older boy I had seen before reached out for my arm from the dinghy he was in. I sat in the bow of the boat, the only part of it remaining above water.
     
    "Give me your hand!" he shouted.
     
    I wanted to reach for his hand but I didn't trust him. He had done something very bad but I don't remember what.
     
    But as I looked around me I realized I was going to die. The boat on which we had left the dock was almost gone, underneath me now, creaking and groaning, fading fast.
     
    "Kiri, grab my hand!"
     
    The older boy's hand was about a foot from me on the dinghy. All I had to do was reach out and grab it.
     
    Why couldn't I reach out and grab it? Did I want to die?
     
    The hot sun baked down on my soon-to-be watery grave. I screamed and cried. I wanted my Mom and Dad. Where are my Mom and Dad?
     
    "Kiri, you've got to take my hand now!"
     
    I looked at his face.
     
    But I couldn't see it.
     
    I saw his hand, his shoulders, his torso, and his legs.
     
    But he had no face.
     
    I cried and screamed some more, shutting my eyes and putting my elbows up to my ears.
     
    "Kiri!"
     
    His voice had changed. It was deeper.
     
    I opened my eyes again.
     
    Standing there on the dinghy was Horace Willoughby... H... in a shiny spring suit carrying a large steel briefcase in his hand. He towered above me like a god wearing designer sunglasses.
     
    "Trust me, Kiri," he said.
     
    I reached out and took his hand.
     
    I leaped up. The alarm clock said 6:13. Shit, I have to be in work at 7:30. And I'm at Dan's. I'm not on a sinking boat. It was just a dream.
     
    Shit, I need to get home to get some work clothes!
     
    Like magic, Nikki appeared fully dressed and ready for the day. She looked spectacular in a white dress, white boots, and black leather jacket.
     
    I dressed, hugged Dan goodbye, and Nikki drove me across the river to the Allston. As she drove, I stole a sideways glance at her neck.
     
    Oh my God, she has an Adam's Apple! It's tiny but it's there. My instincts were right again.
     
    Is my brother gay?
     
    If my life were at all normal right now, I would talk to Dan about this.
     
    But nothing is normal at the moment.
     
    Especially not normal are these weird dreams and visions I've been having. Twice with H in the privacy room and now this dream.
     
    It was so real! I could taste the salt water on my lips. I could feel the motion of the boat as it sank. But I've never been on a boat!
     
    Nikki pulled up in front of my place. She hugged me and I went upstairs, showered, made myself up, and went to work.
     
    When I got to the bank, it was 7:45. Shit, I was late.
     
    Troy let me in and I tried sneaking to my cubicle unnoticed. Ha, not a chance with Barbara's eagle eyes. She called me into her office and gave me a verbal warning. Next time I would be written