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Still Frame	By : PersephoneCorelli Category: Anita Blake > Het Views: 3240 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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“Jean-Claude and I have had to deal with how you’ve been ever since your time away with Edward.”
He looks at me accusingly and I look away from him.
“We know that something major happened but you won’t talk to us. We’ve accepted your silence and we’ve kept our mouths shut about it but all that’s done is let you pull further and further away from us all. All of the weres and vampires are trying to figure out what’s wrong with you. Why you’ve pulled away from us…and them. I know you don’t like people talking about you but you won’t let anyone get near you and…”
He runs a hand through his hair in agitation. I let myself get distracted by the sight of the strands running through his fingers. The one thing I can say is thank goodness he’s growing it out again. I’ve always loved his hair. It’s nowhere near the length it used to be but it’s a good start. The next thing he says shocks me back to the present.
“Well, for fucks’ sake, you shot Jason. Three times.”
Ok so I turn red at that. It’s a little embarrassing that I lost control enough to shoot him for his teasing comments. But that’s not what he’s supposed to be telling me about. He’s not explaining anything I don’t already know. Just because I don’t like it doesn’t mean that I don’t know what I’ve been doing.
“I understand that Richard but what does this have to do with you and Edward?”
He makes an impatient gesture with his hands and I shut my mouth. See I can learn too.
“I’m getting to that. If only you would let me…”
The phone rings causing him to trail off. We sit there staring at each other until Richard rips the phone off the hook causing the receiver to fly off the wall. Cursing under his breath he speaks into the phone and I turn my attention outside. It’s sunset. Funny how I just noticed. I hear the agitation in Richard’s voice escalate and move over to him. Hearing his resigned sigh he hands the phone to me. Who would be calling me here?
“This is Anita.”
“Ma petite, I know you and Richard are in the middle of a heated discussion but I must insist on both your presences here at the Circus as soon as possible.”
His tone is so urgent that I forget he’s involved in this whole stupid situation with Edward.
“You don’t sound like yourself, Jean-Claude. Is everything ok?”
“Ma petite I cannot say anything over the phone. Please just bring monsieur Richard and get here.”
He hung up before I could say anything. Damn it! Part of me wanted to just say screw him but he never lets so much emotion fill his voice unless something awful is happening so I turn to the big bad wolf.
“Let’s go. You’ve got a temporary reprieve until I find out the fuck is going on at the Circus.”
We jump in his car and arrive at the Circus in 12 minutes flat. Richard never drives like that. What the hell? Jason was outside to meet us. Seeing he hasn’t been hurt I feel a little better. I climb from the car and stalk over to him. I take in his clothes and have to repress a smile. The leather outfit was reminiscent of the one Richard wore the night he fought Marcus. I never thought I’d see something like that again but I guess that was just wishful thinking on my part. You’d think I’d be used to outfits like this but I know what usually follows this sort of costume party and it’s not good. He needs to tell me what the fuck we are doing here before I get pissed. Richard comes up beside me and Jason just stands there looking at me for a minute. I can’t take the suspense anymore. Turning to Jason I link my arm with his before demanding…
“What the fuck is going on?”
He just looks from me to Richard and back before shaking himself and looking around.
“I’d rather let Jean-Claude explain Anita. Will you two please just come with me?”
This is so not normal. Jason is tip-toeing around me again and that’s a sure way to worry me more than anything. I nod and we walk to the door. Opening it he steps inside, hovering until Richard and I enter so he can close it behind us.
“OK Jason, where’s Jean-Claude?”
When he doesn’t answer fast enough I decide to find out for myself. Opening the marks between us I let my blocks down just enough to figure out where he is.
“Never mind.
” I can tell that he’s not happy as I open the door to the long stairway. No matter how many times I walk down those oddly shaped steps I always feel like a lamb being led to slaughter. This situation does not help that feeling as I let more of my blocks down. I’m done screwing around. I want to know who’s here and what the fuck is going on and I’m not going to just wait for Jean-Claude or Jason to tell me in their sweet fucking time. The scent of roses begins to seep into my senses and my steps falter.
“What is it Anita?”
I look at Jason.
“Why is she here?”
He tries to look confused and I pull my gun. He should know better than that. Jason moves back as Richard, being the idiot that he is, goes for my gun arm. I quickly move the gun to point at him instead. Fuck this! I open the mark between us.
‘Don’t even try it Richard. I’m betting you know what’s going on and if I’m right, you better start talking now!’
I can tell that he’s starting to get angry. Good, I never like to be the only one.
‘I don’t know what’s going on Anita. I’d never let you walk into anything blindly.’ I scoff at him. Yeah right! And Edward’s coming to town for a birthday party. Is it starting to stink in here or is it just me?
‘Bull shit Richard. The person who is here better not have anything to do with you and Jean-Claude’s stupid scheme about Edward.
’ I can feel his power reach out like a slap and feel a mean satisfaction.
“Ooh, does Honeywolf want to play?”
Richard cringes and slams a lid down on his power.
‘Damn it Raina. Stay out of my head.’
I place a hand on his arm.
“I’m sorry Richard.”
He nods curtly at my apology and we both put our walls back in place. As the scent of roses recedes I put my gun away and motion Jason forward. Cautiously he moves past us and opens the door to the next room. Upon entering I see Jean-Claude and Asher standing just inside. Seeing the two of them causes my heart to ache. Jean-Claude is wearing tight black leather pants with boots that come up to just above his knees and fold down. That’s all…. nothing else. No matter what my feelings are, I can’t help but appreciate the way he looks. I feel like my mouth is about to drop open and then it actually does when I realize that Asher is wearing the same thing except in deep brown. The first thought that comes to me as I try to pick my jaw up from the floor goes right out of my mouth.
“What is this? Leatherfest 2005?
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