eyes. When his fingers collided with her flesh, a jolt of pure bliss and pain rolled through her. She doubled over. When Landon took his hand away, the agony receded. It had been like this with Wyatt. The colliding and the receding of a storm.
“I know what you are. You’re very rare.”
“What am I?”
“You’re a human barometer. A weather witch. I wonder if that’s one reason why you react the way you do around us.” He shivered. “I have to go. The storm is calling.
And it’s my job to keep it under control.” He took her face between his hands and kissed her. George was shocked by the sudden admission and the quick kiss. It sent bolts of ecstasy along her already sensitive nerves.
“Can I see you again?”
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Landon turned from the front door and smiled. “Oh yeah.” She didn’t hear his car start. When she looked outside, he’d vanished but his truck remained. Where the hell did he go?
A blast of cold wind went by her and she heard a whinny. She raced onto the porch and heard the echo of hooves on the road. Glancing up at the cloudy sky, she knew that the storm wasn’t coming toward her, but she prayed for the people caught in its path.
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Chapter Eleven
Landon patted Whirlwind when they were back in their enclosure. Exhilaration flowed through him. Wyatt was brushing his steed. The most recent storm had been a doozy. It had spawned two tornados which meant they had to tag team to keep them in motion and turn the storms. All the while he was wrangling, his mind was on what to do about George. She was one of a kind. He understood now why his body had such a violent reaction to her and how she made him feel. Since she was a true weather witch, her body was sensitive to the drop in atmospheric pressure. Science hadn’t proven that humans could foretell the weather. He had met a few in his day, but none exactly like her. It seemed she was tuned in to the raging storms on some elemental level. His mount nipped him lightly because he stopped his patting. She also sent him a vision of a heart and then one of George standing on the porch of her house with the wind whipping around her. Landon smiled seeing her and feeling the rush of such emotion.
It had been a long time since he’d felt that way about anyone. He never believed in love at first sight. Or love at first touch, but she had him hooked.
“Yes. I guess I’m in love.” He glanced at Wyatt and that complicated things. Shit. I have to talk to him about this. In all fairness, he did hook up with her first. This was never something I expected and he really cares about her. I wonder if that’s why he has such a stick up his ass. Either that or he’s pissed at me for making him take care of the storm chasers. Whatever it is, I’ll drag it out of him.
Whirlwind bumped her head against his shoulder and gestured over toward the barn. He slapped her rump lovingly. “Fine. Leave me and go get something to eat. I’m 67
sure Gina will have a treat for you. If not, you’ll use your persuasive powers on her.” His steed nickered a few times and shook her head, laughing.
Landon watched the beauty still marveling that he was hers. Not that he could claim ownership to the force of nature that the horse truly was, but it was nice to know they went so well together. Tempest trotted behind his mare and they were getting a little more playful than normal. Wonder what that’s all about? Wyatt stood at the edge of the field staring at the sky.
I was too hard on him.
“Hey,Wyatt.”
His fellow Rider turned. He saw the tight line on his lips and the haunted look to his eye. He knew the look all too well. Wyatt had it in the first days when they’d just met and he would talk about his wife. He understood the deep scar her death had left on his partner’s soul. It had been a long time since he had seen the sadness in his eyes.
“What happened?”
“Raul came to me today after I found one of the storm chasers and erased his
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