Chapter 125

• I lie still, watching her, frozen, breath raspy to match my elevated heart rate, but my fears calm and fade as she slides down her hood with a slow, even slide and illuminates the room with a magical blue glow of both her hands. Like a mesmerizing smoky orb around each that follows and traces with every movement. Hypnotic in nature.
• Despite looking exotic, Sierra Santo is a beautiful woman with almost milky skin. Her dark hair frames a delicate bone structure, and her eyes, although electrifying blue right now, are almond-shaped under straight, thick dark brows, so perfectly symmetrical. She has pouty lips and an ever-present youthful charm that completely warms her to you. A face that says, ‘You can trust me’ to match the surrounding atmosphere of serene she always carries.
• I sit up, gasping in wonderment at the light show and reaching out to touch what I can see as she moves in and sits on the side of my bed with grace. She lets my hand wander into hers, seeking and investigating, before firmly surrounding my small hand in her fingers and encompassing me with the warmth. I expected the blue air to be cold, but it’s almost like being submerged in a hot bubble bath, and I giggle at the tickle.