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ago would be forever branded on her memory, unearthly bright eyes so fierce that they
might have blinded her with their focused consciousness if he had remained in that
form for long a being that was also a weapon, honed and precise and battle ready.
Che forced himself into calm before he spoke. It s our way, Sophia. What you saw
just now and the other night, on the Astral Plane was my Truest Form. We take it in
the physical realm, but rarely enough. When we climax, during immense emotional
chaos, and when we choose to take the Path of Sorrow and death.
You can die? Sophia asked tensely.
Death is a relative term, honey, and that s true for humans, too. Very few Watchers
have ever died because one would have to be fully, entirely corporeal in order to do so,
and that rarely ever happens among us. Bale is the most powerful Watcher in existence.
Duse has done some tests on his subtle and physical bodies. He says that Bale is aging,
albeit extremely slowly. We believe that as members of our race become more and more
corporeal, we ll eventually die, just as humans do, but over a much longer lifespan.
Sophia, he changed topic and tone abruptly. Stop looking at me like that. At least tell
me what you re thinking.
Her eyes softened, but he still sensed her wariness.
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It s a shock, that s all. I mean, I thought I believed you before, but seeing you like
that& I m not sure what I m experiencing right now, Che.
He nodded stiffly. What she said made perfect sense. How could he have been so
insensitive as to lose himself in his pleasure like that, with no regard for her fragile
state?
I wanted you to lose yourself in the pleasure! Sophia said with sudden passion,
reading his mind instinctively. That was the best part about it.
She realized she was blushing like a shy virgin, not an almost thirty-six-year-old
woman who may not have the sexual of experience of many, but still had made love to
men in many different ways, including giving head more times that she cared to recall
at this point. So why was she blushing so hotly now? Even as she asked herself, though,
she knew. What she d just done with Che had been shockingly intimate. She wondered
why she d never realized before that intimacy implied a heightened awareness of
oneself and one s lover. Intimacy was just another word for focused consciousness,
which was exactly what Che most represented to her.
She stood on the beach and reached for the towel that had fallen below the chair.
She wrapped herself in it, even though her skin was delightfully warm and she still
tingled with erotic awareness. It was a meager barrier, but she needed it at that
moment. The vibrant reality merging with the stark unreality of Che left her feeling
exposed and raw, both in spirit and flesh. He just watched her unblinkingly for a
tension-filled moment. When he stood abruptly and pulled up his trunks around his
trim hips, Sophia regarded him uncertainly.
Are you leaving? she asked in her characteristic, smooth, low voice.
His aquamarine eyes speared her. Is that what you want?
No.
He stared across the shining, brilliant blue expanse of Lake Tahoe. His fingers raked
through his tousled brownish-blond hair restlessly. Nevertheless, it s what I m going
to do.
Sophia s lips fell open in surprised hurt. She hadn t expected him to say that. Oh,
well&
Stop, honey. You misunderstand me. Che hated the span of six feet that separated
them, but he didn t attempt to go to her. She needed to decide what she wanted now.
Giving her the power to decide their fate was the most difficult decision he d ever
made.
What if she refused him? He d be the only Watcher in history that had ever been
turned down by the woman meant to be his mate. Of course, he could encourage
her& bowl her over with the sheer power of pleasure. But he couldn t do that. Not to
the lovely, velvety-eyed woman who currently watched him with a trepidation that cut
deeper than a sharp spear into his newly formed flesh.
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