Dying Dreams (Book 1 of Dying Dreams Trilogy) by Katharine Sadler Page B

pretty sure they were just trying to scare you with that shit anyway. But they will register you, and they’ll be watching you. There are different laws for the fae, and you’ll have to learn those and follow them.”
    She nodded. “Tell me the worst.”
    “They have the power here, Liza. The government, rightly or wrongly, fears the fae and hasn’t allowed them many rights. If they want you to work for them, you will have to work for them, and…” Ellison let his hands drop into his lap.
    “Spit it out, Ellison.” Her heart was starting to break already. She knew it would be bad.
    “The fae aren’t allowed to obtain higher level degrees. You’ll have to drop out of school.”
    “What? Why?”
    He shrugged. “I don’t know. It’s a law that some fae are trying to fight, but they aren’t making much headway. If I had to guess, I’d say it’s because the government feels the fae have enough power. They’re afraid of a future where the fae are running the biggest companies and making decisions that affect humans.”
    “But that’s not fair, that’s not…” Everything she’d been working so hard for gone, just like that. She would cry if she were capable of doing anything but listen as her heart cracked and shattered. “What will I do, Ellison? If I can’t… All I’ve ever wanted is to be a Marine Biologist, to live on the ocean.”
    “I know, sweetie, and maybe someday you’ll be able to, but right now you’re going to have to find a new dream.”
    “What about the degrees I already have? Can I use those?”
    Ellison looked away and she knew the answer before he spoke. “I’ll look into it, anything’s possible right?”
    At a complete loss, and with more questions than Ellison could ever answer, she fell back into old habits. She pulled out her cell phone to see the time. “Can I still wait tables?”
    Ellison nodded. She stood and went to her room to get dressed for work, but she turned before she reached the doorway. “Wait, you need to tell me what’s going on with Marcy. Come talk while I change.”
    “I don’t really think now’s the–”
    “Get in here and start talking, or I’m going to tell Marcy you’re desperately in love with her, but need her to make the first seven moves.”
    He groaned, but followed her into her room and sat on her bed.
    “Talk. Marcy thinks she was bad in bed.”
    His expression shifted from disbelief to reverence, and she paused to watch before she pulled her shirt over her head. “No. God, Liza, she was… She was amazing. And she’s so much fun and she just gets me, you know.”
    “Oh, my god. You are in love with her, so what’s the problem?”
    “I’m not in love with her. I’m just really attracted to her and every time I see her, I want to get her alone so I can take her clothes off and do things to her… I’ve turned into a complete pig.”
    She stopped what she was doing, stood there in her bra, and just stared at him. “Do you have any idea what I would give to hear a guy say that about me? What’s the problem?”
    “Isn’t it disrespectful? I mean, she deserves more than that. She’s brilliant and funny and so, so sweet. I should be able to have a conversation with her and not want to rip her clothes off.”
    “What about after?”
    “After what?”
    “After you rip her clothes off, could you have a conversation with her then?”
    He dropped his head in his hands and groaned. When he looked up at Liza, his face was beet red. “I just want to do it again. I just can’t get enough of her.”
    She sunk down on the bed next to him. “That is so hot, El. I kind of wish I was Marcy right now, and I don’t even like you very much.”
    “What? Are you some kind of perv? There’s something wrong with this.”
    He looked so worried, that she had to smother a laugh. “Can I ask you something, El? All these other women you’ve been so crazy about, have you felt this way about them? I mean the sex with us was good. What’s