Take a Chance
19 Dec 2010 Leave a Comment
in Uncategorized Tags: Ezra, Morgan
Ezra frowned slightly at Morgan. She was seated across the room, waiting for him. She’d been assigned as his handler, but both of them wanted to see if they could have more. He bit his lip and his brows furrowed.
Was he making a mistake? Morgan was an agent, after all. If he made one wrong move – said the wrong thing, she might tell Chris that he wasn’t exactly keeping out of trouble. He was still forging paintings, but he couldn’t stop – not with Severin breathing down his neck.
He dropped his gaze and rubbed his arm. He wasn’t the only one who might be hurt by their relationship. His father had died when he was only seven and he’d inherited the same condition. All he needed to do was have his aura destabilize. He could very well die before their relationship had really begun.
He nearly left, but then, he remembered that there was more he wanted in life than his work. He wanted a chance to love and be loved. For however long it might last, he would take that chance. Smiling, he stepped over to the table. “Hey, Morgan,” he said.
“Hey, love,” she said. She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, as he sat down.
