Storm of Arranon Fire and Ice by Robynn Sheahan Page B

for
you.”
    “Thanks, Maire.” The door slid shut. “I have
to go.” He stepped in front of Erynn, close.
    His clean, medicinal scent mingled with
something musky and powerful. His energy drew her and she leaned
forward, eyes closed.
    He swayed into her at the same time, resting
his chin on the top of her head. His hands lightly slid from her
shoulders down her arms.
    “I have to go,” he whispered again, his
breath warm against her. In a swirl of cool air, he was gone.
    Erynn stood a moment collecting her thoughts.
She sighed and left Nev’s office to enter an empty corridor. She
should find Kira and learn what she remembered. Erynn couldn’t go
poking her head into each cubicle until she found Kira, though.
Erynn glanced up and then down the hall. She decided to go back to
the main desk. The man there would know where Kira was.
    “Erynn,” Nev called from a partially
curtained cubicle without glancing at her. “Give me a moment, and
I’ll take you to see Kira.” His expression was again intent. He
leaned over a small form. Blood tinged the edges of a clean
material drape.
    Erynn stayed back, watching as Nev closed a
wide, gaping wound.
    When he had repaired the main damage, Nev
stared up at Erynn and smiled. “Young Kent here thought he could
walk through glass.”
    A small voice came from behind the drawn
curtain. “It was an accident. I didn’t really try to walk through
the glass.”
    Erynn came closer. A blond boy relaxed on a
narrow bed as Nev expertly sealed the thin line of the injury.
    The boy smiled up at Erynn, his face red. “My
brother pushed me. We were wrestling.”
    “Oh, well, I guess you shouldn’t do that
anymore, at least not around glass.” Erynn smiled down at him.
    “All done,” Nev called, tossing the drape on
a small tray. “Good as new. I want you to rest here for a little
while.”
    Kent frowned. “Okay. If you say so.”
    “I do. I’ll have some juice brought in for
you.”
    “I’d rather have Kree.” The young boy
grinned.
    “I like Kree too, with lots of ice,” Erynn
said, smiling.
    Nev glanced at Erynn and then back to Kent.
“Then Kree it is.”
    “Thanks.” Kent’s grin widened as his gaze
darted from Nev to Erynn.
    Nev went to a sink, stripped off his gloves,
and then washed his hands. His long hair fanned over his back. It
shone, streaks of sunshine reflecting in the overhead lights.
Jaer’s hair had a shine, too. A dark brown so deep it seemed to
have depth. She sighed and turned away.
    Where was Jaer ? Was he with
her ? Stop it !
    Her hands fisted. She shouldn’t think about
such things. Jaer was gone to her.
    Wasn’t he ?
    Nev stepped in front of her, staring down at
her fisted hands. “What’s wrong? Did the blood bother you?”
    “No, I’m…” She shook her head. “The blood
didn’t bother me.”
    He gazed sideways at her. “Want to see
Kira?”
    “Yes.”
     
     
    Kira sat propped up in bed, holding a reader.
The holograph pages filled with words, and bright colorful pictures
changed to the next page as her eyes reached the bottom line. She
appeared as if nothing had ever happened to her. The gash on her
forehead had completely healed.
    “Nice work,” Erynn whispered to Nev.
    “Why, thank you.” That smile again, all light
and charm, burst over his face.
    “Erynn,” Kira squealed. “Thanks for coming to
visit me. I am so bored.”
    “How are you, Kira? You look great.” Erynn
moved to stand at the bedside.
    “Thanks. I’m good.” Kira frowned, and it gave
her face a pouty expression.
    I bet men just love that look .
    “I don’t know what happened. I’m no
help.”
    “No, that’s a good thing, Kira. It’s better
you don’t remember.” Erynn glanced around the room. “I’m glad
you’re going to be all right.”
    “I’m getting out of here tomorrow.” Kira
adjusted a pillow behind her head. “Would you come see me again
before I do?”
    “If I can. My schedule comes out this
afternoon, so—”
    “Oh, I’d love