quickly braiding it.
Thankfully, the elastic was still sitting on the edge of the vanity where she’d
left it last night, and she used it to secure her hair. Taking a deep breath,
she left the bathroom and entered the bedroom.
True to his word, Jace wasn’t there and there was a bundle
of clothing on the trunk. Excitement and hunger warred inside her as she
hurried to get dressed and join Jace.
Chapter Eight
The clothes Sam was wearing were really comfortable. She’d feared
the clothing Jace had left her might include a dress much like the one Edwina
had been wearing when she’d met the older woman. Really not her style.
Instead, she’d found a pair of leather pants, which she
cinched tight to keep them from slipping over her hips, a pair of boots that
fit rather well and a long-sleeved tunic that fell to just below her hips. What
she wasn’t wearing were panties or a bra, both of which had been missing from
the room along with the rest of her clothing.
As promised, Jace had been waiting in the hallway for her.
He’d taken her hand and led her downstairs to the large room she’d seen
yesterday. A long table sat at one end with some plates and bowls of food.
She’d thought he’d join her. Instead, he’d left her with his mother, which was
a little awkward considering she’d had sex with both the woman’s sons.
“Have you had enough, dear?” Edwina asked. Like yesterday,
the older woman was wearing an ankle-length dress, this one a bright yellow.
The cloth appeared to be somewhere between a cotton and a linen and was
embroidered with tiny flowers around the neck and cuffs.
“Yes, thank you.” Sam pushed aside the bowl of porridge
she’d just finished. Her stomach was nicely full. She’d had the porridge, two
slices of thick grainy bread and several slabs of a mild yellow cheese that was
absolutely delicious. And she’d washed the works of it down with a mellow apple
cider, the taste of which reminded her of Jace’s earlier kiss.
Edwina picked up her wooden mug, taking a sip of tea before
placing it back on the table in front of her. “I know all this must seem
strange to you,” she began.
Sam hesitated, not wanting to be impolite to the older
woman, but there was no getting around the fact that she was somewhere she
didn’t want to be. Great sex aside, she had a life. Might not seem like much of
one to some folks, but it was hers. “I really want to call home and check in
with my friend.” Tim would be worried sick considering she was supposed to have
shown up for dinner last night with him and Mary.
Her cell phone had disappeared along with her clothes,
something she was definitely going to ask Jace about when she saw him again.
He’d disappeared so quickly she hadn’t had time to question him about it.
Edwina appeared concerned, wringing the poor mug between her
hands. “I’m not sure what you mean by calling home.”
Sam studied the older woman. It didn’t seem as though she
was lying. “You know, use the telephone.” She held her hand to her ear and
curled the middle three fingers inward before motioning with her pinkie and
thumb like she was using the phone.
Edwina sighed and stood. “Come, let me show you something.”
Sam dropped her hand and pushed out of her chair. Fine with
her. She obviously wasn’t going to get a straight answer from their mother. It
was time to find and confront Darian and Jace again.
“This way.” Edwina led the way out the front door of the
castle, pausing on the wide stone steps. “Look around you. Everywhere you look
is Javara. This is not your world, child. You must come to some acceptance of
that fact. Denying it will not change it.”
“Look,” Sam began. “I honestly think you believe what you’re
saying, but I can’t.”
“Then how do you explain your being here?”
“I can’t.” She wasn’t about to mention her theories about
being drugged. Strangely enough, she didn’t want to upset the older woman who
was not
Thankfully, the elastic was still sitting on the edge of the vanity where she’d
left it last night, and she used it to secure her hair. Taking a deep breath,
she left the bathroom and entered the bedroom.
True to his word, Jace wasn’t there and there was a bundle
of clothing on the trunk. Excitement and hunger warred inside her as she
hurried to get dressed and join Jace.
Chapter Eight
The clothes Sam was wearing were really comfortable. She’d feared
the clothing Jace had left her might include a dress much like the one Edwina
had been wearing when she’d met the older woman. Really not her style.
Instead, she’d found a pair of leather pants, which she
cinched tight to keep them from slipping over her hips, a pair of boots that
fit rather well and a long-sleeved tunic that fell to just below her hips. What
she wasn’t wearing were panties or a bra, both of which had been missing from
the room along with the rest of her clothing.
As promised, Jace had been waiting in the hallway for her.
He’d taken her hand and led her downstairs to the large room she’d seen
yesterday. A long table sat at one end with some plates and bowls of food.
She’d thought he’d join her. Instead, he’d left her with his mother, which was
a little awkward considering she’d had sex with both the woman’s sons.
“Have you had enough, dear?” Edwina asked. Like yesterday,
the older woman was wearing an ankle-length dress, this one a bright yellow.
The cloth appeared to be somewhere between a cotton and a linen and was
embroidered with tiny flowers around the neck and cuffs.
“Yes, thank you.” Sam pushed aside the bowl of porridge
she’d just finished. Her stomach was nicely full. She’d had the porridge, two
slices of thick grainy bread and several slabs of a mild yellow cheese that was
absolutely delicious. And she’d washed the works of it down with a mellow apple
cider, the taste of which reminded her of Jace’s earlier kiss.
Edwina picked up her wooden mug, taking a sip of tea before
placing it back on the table in front of her. “I know all this must seem
strange to you,” she began.
Sam hesitated, not wanting to be impolite to the older
woman, but there was no getting around the fact that she was somewhere she
didn’t want to be. Great sex aside, she had a life. Might not seem like much of
one to some folks, but it was hers. “I really want to call home and check in
with my friend.” Tim would be worried sick considering she was supposed to have
shown up for dinner last night with him and Mary.
Her cell phone had disappeared along with her clothes,
something she was definitely going to ask Jace about when she saw him again.
He’d disappeared so quickly she hadn’t had time to question him about it.
Edwina appeared concerned, wringing the poor mug between her
hands. “I’m not sure what you mean by calling home.”
Sam studied the older woman. It didn’t seem as though she
was lying. “You know, use the telephone.” She held her hand to her ear and
curled the middle three fingers inward before motioning with her pinkie and
thumb like she was using the phone.
Edwina sighed and stood. “Come, let me show you something.”
Sam dropped her hand and pushed out of her chair. Fine with
her. She obviously wasn’t going to get a straight answer from their mother. It
was time to find and confront Darian and Jace again.
“This way.” Edwina led the way out the front door of the
castle, pausing on the wide stone steps. “Look around you. Everywhere you look
is Javara. This is not your world, child. You must come to some acceptance of
that fact. Denying it will not change it.”
“Look,” Sam began. “I honestly think you believe what you’re
saying, but I can’t.”
“Then how do you explain your being here?”
“I can’t.” She wasn’t about to mention her theories about
being drugged. Strangely enough, she didn’t want to upset the older woman who
was not
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