Bound [Book #1]

They are connected by the fact that they've all died and been brought back.

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13. Thirteen.

“Are you crazy?”

The question did not come from Graham, as I thought it would, but from Terry. He stood up and stared at the TV, his eyes narrowed.

“Vivian.” Now Graham spoke, his voice softer than before. “You can't be serious. I'm not going to let you risk exposure.”

I turned to Terry. “How did you know what I was thinking?”

“Easy,” he said, “I know you'd do anything to stay alive – even something as stupid as this.”

“What is she going to do?” Julia asked nervously.

“She wants to help the police in the investigation,” Graham told her. He sighed. “That's not only dangerous for her, but the rest of us as well. I don't think it's a good idea. You could be bringing them to you.”

“I don't care.”

He glared at me. “You may not care about your own safety, but what about us?” Graham pinched the bridge of his nose. “Okay, okay. We'll discuss this again later.” He looked at Julia. “Do us a favor and use your immense attraction to Vi so she doesn't leave.”

I rolled my eyes. “That isn't why I'd stay, if I chose to.”

Julia frowned but said, “I'll try to persuade her to stick around. If I can't, it would have nothing to do with my 'immense attraction', as you so blatantly put it.”

Before anyone said anything else, I put my hands up. “Alright, I'll think about my decision to leave, but I'd like to help, because I can.”

Graham eyed me carefully, lowered his head in defeat, then he motioned for Terry to leave. They left Julia with me, or she stayed because she wanted to. We didn't talk for the longest time, and when someone did, it was her.

“You're really going to do it?” she asked.

“I don't know,” I said softly. “I mean, Terry and Graham are right. I'm crazy and I'd probably risk getting killed. All attention would be on the girl with the psychic powers, nothing else.” I looked at her. “How have you not ever wanted to help people with what you can do?”

Julia looked at me, her hand brushed my hair from my face. I exhaled slowly and got the rippling in my brain that signaled the transfer. It was only one image, but it was enough. I kept her gaze for a few more seconds, then she dropped her hand, and the connection faded.

“Oh,” I said softly. “I'm sorry, Jules.”

Julia wiped away some tears. “It's okay. It was a long time ago. It's just not the memory I wished for you to access.”

“I can't really pick and chose,” I said.

“I want to help you. I think what you want to do is very courageous. I just wish Graham and Terry could see that.”

“I don't think Terry's the one that needs convincing,” I told her, as I shook my head. I smiled at her. “Can I ask you something?”

Julia nodded.

“Are you attracted to me?” I asked softly.

“Yes,” she murmured. “I thought that much was obvious.”

“So, that kiss wasn't just to make me see something?” I wondered.

“Oh, it was,” Julia assured me. “But it was meant to make you see something more than a memory.”

“The spark,” I said to her. “When we first touched, you sent a spark through me. I thought it was just static electricity.”

Her violet eyes held mine as she leaned in and pressed her lips to my neck. She slipped her arms around my waist. I exhaled and shut my eyes.

“The spark means nothing if the attraction isn't mutual.” She pulled away slightly, her breathing slow against my ear as she whispered, “I've been waiting such a long time for you, Vivian, and I don't plan on letting you go .”

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