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grabbed my hand, and pulled me through the house to the front door. There was so much commotion, no one even noticed two more people. All I wanted to do was get out of there.

“Where’re we going?” I asked once I was safely buckled into the mustang.

Nolan started the car. “I‘m taking you home. You need to get cleaned up.”

I looked down. There was blood around my lip, and all over my chin. No protesting there.

The car ride was silent; we pulled up into my driveway fifteen minutes later.

“Why are you getting out?” I inquired my chauffeur.

“If you go in there alone, you‘ll fall right asleep,” he answered simply. “And if you fall asleep without cleaning your lip, it‘ll get infected.”

“Whatever,” I muttered. “Hey, how‘d you know where I live?”

He ignored me.

We entered the empty house, and I directed Nolan to the bathroom.

“Rubbing alcohol‘s in there,” I pointed.

I leaned up against a wall, and remembered Honovi’s warning.

You get away. Your life may depend on it.

“Crazy,” I said to myself.

Right at that moment, my knight in blue jeans appeared. He didn’t ask me to move, only tilted up my chin with his free hand. As he dabbed at my wound, I spoke.

“Have fun?”

“Half-nude drunken teenage girls, alcohol galore, and a healthy game of beer pong? Of course.”

“Not all of the girls were half-naked,” I replied.

He took two steps away, and evaluated me again. Smiling, he retorted, “Right. Not all of them.”

I pulled him back towards me, suddenly excited to be closer. He stopped me.

“You‘re drunk.”

“I know.”

“And we‘re not in public anymore,” Nolan added.

“What does that mean?” I asked, confused.

“It means I can have my way with you now.”

I smiled at the thought of it. But he’d already walked away from me, and his hand was on the doorknob. I had to get him to stay. I had to figure out why I couldn’t feel his aura.
And then I realized, I’d been so intent on finding out why Nolan was different, I’d forgotten to be honest with him myself. I’d forgotten to be honest with anyone.

“I‘m an empath.” I said, softly at first.

He froze. “What did you say?”

“I‘m an empath.” This time, much louder.

I leaned farther back as he stalked towards me, and pressed his hands on the wall on either side of my head.

“You didn‘t have to tell me that,” he muttered, staring at the floor.

“I wanted you to know,” I replied softly.

He raised his head, and before I knew it he was kissing me.

It was tender at first, but then I parted my lips, inviting Nolan in. He obliged. I raised my leg, wrapping it around his waist. He supported it, grabbing my thigh with his free hand.

Nolan’s mouth nibbled on my neck, kissed behind my earlobe. I could only hold him tighter. My hair fell out of its style, and Nolan ran his fingers through it. For a moment, I was thankful I couldn’t feel his emotions. My own desire threatened to consume me. I weaved my hands underneath his shirt, and felt a massive amount of raised scars.

“What the hell?” I yelled, and nearly ripped the thin white tee off of his back.

I heard him curse in Spanish. A moment passed.

Then he slowly peeled the shirt off himself, and turned around to display his back.

I gasped. There were scars everywhere. Probably a hundred, maybe more. Thin raised scars spider webbed across his back, creating a gruesome design.

Nolan didn’t give me much time to observe. He was already walking away. Again.

“Nolan, wait!” I yelled. He hadn’t reached the door yet. “Why can‘t I feel your emotions? What are you?”

He stopped in his tracks, obviously searching for an answer.

“A murderer,” was all I got before the door shut behind him. Imprint

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