Amethyst Tears (YA Paranormal Romance) (Luminescence Trilogy) by J.L. Weil

get him back into my life. It was just too drab and miserable without him.
    No thing smelled like Gavin, pure sin. I missed it painstakingly. My magic missed him. The stirrings swirled inside me the moment I stepped into his room. It seemed to awaken. Trailing a hand on his bed, I only thought about it for a second before I crawled in.
    Five minutes , I thought.
    I just wanted a few stolen moments to savor in his lingering presence. His energy was everywhere in this room.
    Laying my head on his pillow, I drank in the feeling of being in the one place that oozed Gavin. My whole body relaxed and my muscles felt weightless. Of course I dozed off with the scent of him surrounding me like a blanket, and the frothy ocean waves from his window lapping at the sandy shore.
    In my dream, his hand caressed down my cheek. My eyes were still shut, but I knew his touch. Heat unfolded through me and I stretched towards his warmth. I couldn’t help think that this was far better than dreamscaping. It was better than doing magic. This was the best dream of my life.
    Gavin.
    He was lying stretched out beside me. Our legs touched, and he was propped above me on an elbow. Faces close, he brushed a lock of tousled hair from my cheek, his touch electric. Like everything between us, it charged through my body. My violet eyes fluttered open, wide and I stared into his luminous sapphire eyes. I wet my lips nervously, afraid to move, to shattered the spell. His eyes settled on my mouth, and I knew he was going to kiss me.
    This was , after all, my dream, so why shouldn’t he kiss me? It was what I wanted. Before I even thought about what I was doing, I willed him to kiss me even knowing that it might be just magic and a dream.
    Memorized, I couldn’t tear my eyes from his as his mouth descended to capture mine. The moment our lips touched, I knew I wasn’t dreaming. No dream could be this real. This hot. This mind-blowing glorious. It was all the encouragement I needed before I threw my heart and soul into kissing him senseless. All I could think was that Gavin was kissing me.
    My arms stole around his neck needing to keep him close, afraid it would end too soon. I sunk my fingers into his dark hair and with each brush of our lips I could feel our magic shimmering to the surface. Not just mine. Ours. Swirling together. His answered mine just as I mirrored his kiss. There was something happening here, something more than just a heavy make out session. And heavy it was getting.
    In one fluid movement I found myself spread across him, his hands burning through the back pocket of my jeans. My surprise and pleasure was swallowed in his kiss. My jeans were so tight it felt like he was stroking my skin.
    He had me spellbound.
    His lips left mine and kissed both my eyelids softly. Pulling back, he stared into eyes that glowed as brightly as his. His gaze dipped and he reached out, knuckles brushing my chest. “Does it still chase away the dreams?” he murmured, holding the amethyst and moonstone necklace in his fingers.
    Only when I wear it , I thought, which hadn’t been as often as I should. His question brought back the dream I’d had with Morgana. How could I have forgotten?
    Simple.
    When Gavin was near it was impossible to think of anything else. “Actually I wanted to ask you something about dreamscaping.” Again I wondered why I hadn’t told Lukas. He was after all a dreamscaper, but it just didn’t feel right. Telling Gavin was a no-brainer.
    His brows drew together sensing my distress. At the same time a light of fury flickered into his eyes, turning them a menacing deep shade of blue. They were almost black. His lip curled into a snarl.
    God how could I be so stupid. Of course he would immediately thi nk of Lukas. The intoxicating mood we had going was slipping away. I lowered my chin, blinking. “It’s not about him, it’s about Morgana,” I rushed before he could condemn me from his room.
    That got his attention as I had hoped. I