Pisces: Book 1 in a Young Adult Paranormal Romance Series (The Zodiac Twin Flame Series)

Free Pisces: Book 1 in a Young Adult Paranormal Romance Series (The Zodiac Twin Flame Series) by Rachel Medhurst

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Authors: Rachel Medhurst
thought flashed through my mind. It had been a while since I had thought about my past lives.
    ‘I’m going to turn on the light.’ I tried to feel my way to the lamp on the dressing table.
    Somehow I made it without bumping into anything. When light flooded the room, my eyes traced the glass on the floor. A big chunk was next to where my head had been. I stepped around it and went to the other side of the bed. Antony watched me but his eyes were glazed.
    ‘Shall I ring for an ambulance?’ I whispered.
    He shook his head. ‘No, there’ll be too many questions. Just do what the doctor said.’
    I touched his forehead, and although it felt hot, he still shivered.
    ‘He said to look out for a fever. He didn’t say what to do if you had one.’ I knelt on the bed next to him.
    ‘Just hold me. Use your body heat to warm me,’ he whispered.
    I hesitated. I had never been that close to a man before and the thought of it scared me.
    ‘Do you want to help me…or not?’ His teeth chattered.
    Sliding under the cover, I wrapped my arm around his waist. He lifted his good arm and I nestled into the crook of his shoulder, resting my head on his bare chest. His heartbeat vibrated against my cheek.
    ‘That’s better.’ He sighed as my body heat started to sink into him.
    His skin was hot against mine. I was glad he felt warmer. I swallowed, trying to stay completely still. It didn’t take long for his breathing to become shallow. How was I now in bed with Antony? I needed to find my twin flame, and there I was, cuddling up to an ordinary man that worked for my father.
    Finding sleep was hard. I drifted in and out of consciousness for hours. Being so close to someone I hardly knew, didn’t help me rest easily.
    The feel of his breath on my cheek made my eyes flicker open. His head was turned towards me, his face inches from my forehead. I should’ve stayed completely still but in my grogginess I tilted my head back to look into his face.
    He was much closer than I realised and his eyes were open. My arm tightened around him without my consent. The light from around the curtain told me it was morning. Our breath mingled together. We were so close. He brought his head forward slightly and our lips met. The caress sent tingles flying over my body. A rush of air pulled through his nose and into his lungs as he held me against his side. The kiss deepened and he licked my lips, requesting me to open my mouth. In my sleepiness, I couldn’t deny him. He couldn’t hold my head with his good arm but he didn’t need to. I opened to him and his tongue touched mine. I gasped at the unfamiliar caress but didn’t pull away.
    Tracing my hand up his chest, I cupped his jaw. He squeezed me against him and kissed me hard. My head was bent back. Our breath grew heavy and after a moment, he let go.
    ‘Sorry.’ He panted.
    My senses reeled. My body hummed with a vibration that I had never felt before. He set me alight. I was relieved that he had pulled away. I wasn’t sure if I could have resisted if he had chosen to take things further.
    ‘It’s okay,’ I replied, going to move away.
    He held me tight. I couldn’t move. I nestled into his neck. My nose brushed against his skin and the smell of him made my heart beat even faster.
    ‘I…’
    He couldn’t speak and I didn’t want to say anything. The kiss had blown me away but it shouldn’t have happened. He was my bodyguard. We weren’t supposed to be in bed together. The thought didn’t worry me enough to move. I felt comfortable and cosy lying with him.
    ‘Don’t speak,’ I whispered.
    ‘But there’s something I have to tell you.’
    My muscles froze. His words sent shock through me. I knew it was bad. The way my stomach clenched told me that whatever it was, it was going to sting.
    ‘I can’t be your soulmate.’
    The words confused me. I had been convinced that he would say that he had a girlfriend, or something. I pulled away and looked into his eyes. He winced as

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