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30 Days of Shenko: 9-Move
"You weren't kidding. This place is enormous."
Kaidan smiled. "A far cry from bunking in the Normandy, I know."
"This is a vacation house?"
"It was for many years," he said, wrapping his arms around Brielle's waist from behind. "But now it's ours."
"Mmm," Brielle murmured, leaning back to press her face against Kaidan's neck and place a kiss there. "I like the sound of that."
From the patio, Kaidan and Brielle were able to walk down to the beach and go for a walk along the coast. They spend a nice long while just sitting by the icy water, hand in hand, watching the sun move across the sky. Mid-afternoon found them testing out the new downstairs kitchen as Kaidan fixed a plate of bacon sandwiches for them to share. It was nearly sunset by the time he suggested that they check the upper level.
Brielle was glad of the fact that they had waited to climb the stairs to their private living area. The upper level was huge and completely open, save for a second, smaller kitchen and bar a
30 Days of Shenko: 8-Companion
Marriage. It was a very difficult thing for Brielle to wrap her head around.
It wasn't the concept of marrying Kaidan; spending the rest of her life with that man was the one thing she was completely sure of these days. But along with marriage came the dirty business of the actual joining.
Kaidan had been right; the two of them never were much good with rules or ceremony. Yet marriage seemed to be nothing but ceremony to the world at large. Just thinking about the business of being married made Brielle's head spin. She and Kaidan seemed so natural these days, she wished she could make it official with a snap of the fingers.
There was no hesitation about making it official on Brielle or Kaidan's part. But even he, who had made the proposal in the first place, didn't enjoy the prospect of planning or taking part in a ceremony where the only people not enjoying the affair would be the bride and groom.
Invitations. Rings. Dress blues. Food. Neither of them knew where to start.
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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