Chapter 138. A Story

I lie still, watching her, frozen, breath raspy to match my elevated heart rate, but my fears calm and fade as she slides down her hood with a slow, even slide and illuminates the room with a magical blue glow of both her hands. Like a mesmerizing smoky orb around each that follows and traces with every movement. Hypnotic in nature.

Despite looking exotic, Sierra Santo is a beautiful woman with almost milky skin. Her dark hair frames a delicate bone structure, and her eyes, although electrifying blue right now, are almond-shaped under straight, thick dark brows, so perfectly symmetrical. She has pouty lips and an ever-present youthful charm that completely warms her to you. A face that says, ‘You can trust me’ to match the surrounding atmosphere of serene she always carries.

I sit up, gasping in wonderment at the light show and reaching out to touch what I can see as she moves in and sits on the side of my bed with grace. She lets my hand wander into hers, seeking and in