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AND NOW, a little teaser for you from TRINITY and RELIC…
He stood by the shrubs, inadequate, troubled, small.
He sensed Emma’s presence behind him and he turned. His breath caught as he watched her walk resolutely down the stair, closing the distance between them. Her eyes fixed firmly on his. He could only imagine what she saw in them. Pain maybe, anguish and guilt, for certain.
In hers, he saw redemption.
He couldn’t move, stayed by emotions long kept hidden away and suppressed. Emma stood before him, a petite yet strong woman, with a fragile yet fierce heart. He could bear it no longer. He needed to touch her, to absorb the latent power within her. He outstretched his arms in desperation and dropped to his knees, beseeching.
A small cry escaped her lips. She met him on the ground and simply embraced him. He held onto her as he had no other; not even Beth. Like she was his anchor in rough seas. The grief, the helplessness, the fear, and the fury poured out of him and into her. She gasped.
Raphael caught her watching through the window and smiled back. She hid
back against the wall, banging her head in the process. How embarrassing, to be
caught doing a Peeping Tom act! A light tapping on the window told her he had
flown over and awaited her response. Though completely humiliated, she found
herself turning again toward the window. There he stood, wind whipping madly
about, tussling his hair in glorious disarray, a strange glow surrounding his entire
being. He didn’t speak, but simply gazed into her eyes, gesturing with his finger
for her to come and join him in the gathering tempest. She nodded slowly,
spellbound, and walked through the house. As she opened the door, the wind
captured her hair, sending it flying about her in waves. She saw Raphael’s eyes
widen and a broad grin engulf his face.
“What is it, Raphael? What’s going on?”
“Come to me, Serena,” he coaxed provocatively, as he reached out an arm to