Drake Sisters 07 - Hidden Currents

kiss on top of her. “Don’t worry, I’l make certain I take care of you like that every morning.â€
    She couldn’t help the color that swept up her neck to her face. “I’m tel ing everyone you play the piano.†As a snappy comeback it wasn’t the best, but it was al she could think of when he was looking at her like she was candy and he was about to devour her. He could make her insides melt with one look, and she grew damp and needy when his hot gaze moved over her.
    Jackson gave her one warning look, snagged his jeans and went to take Bomber out while she cal ed Sarah. She rol ed over onto her back, savoring the feeling of the soft carpet against her back as she stared up at the ceiling, smirking a little as she replayed the sounds Jackson made and the intensity of the pleasure in his mind when she’d brought him to a climax. He hadn’t believed she could do it either.
    Maybe he’d think twice before he underestimated her powers again. She laughed to herself and looked around the room. She loved the room. She was tempted to use her talent, just to see if she could, just do something simple like snuff out the flames on the candles . . .
    Don’t even think about it. And stop feeling so smug.
    I deserve to feel smug. It did hurt to use telepathy, but she didn’t bleed and she took that as a good sign.
    â€œKnock it off, El e,†Jackson snapped, sticking his head in the door and glowering at her.
    â€œYou started it,†she pointed out and stretched her arms over her head. She loved the feeling of freedom.
    â€œDo you have to be so damned beautiful and sexy?â€
    He sounded so irritated with her, El e laughed. “Go away. I’m cal ing Sarah and then taking a shower.†She forced herself to get up when she could have spent the day languishing there on the carpet.
    Sarah didn’t seem in the least bit shocked at her news, but then Sarah often had precognition and sometimes knew events before anyone else.
    El e took a leisurely shower and dressed careful y knowing her family was coming over after breakfast. Even with Jackson making her feel as if she was the most beautiful, desirable woman in the world, she stil felt ashamed that she had been taken prisoner.
    She had extensive training, and she had tremendous psychic power. She had relied so much on her psychic abilities and her training that she hadn’t believed anyone would be able to fool her. Her own arrogance had made her vulnerable. Facing her sisters, knowing that they knew, at least on an intel ectual level, the humiliating depravities Stavros had inflicted on her, was so difficult. She didn’t understand why she could face Jackson, and yet be so ashamed when her sisters were close.
    She bit her lip and stared at herself in the foggy mirror. Whoever she loved could certainly be in danger and no matter what Jackson said to her, she knew that if Stavros could fool her for as long as he had, if he could keep her prisoner, then he was an extremely dangerous and powerful opponent. She wasn’t about to underestimate him again, or overestimate her own strengths.
    â€œCome eat, El e,†Jackson cal ed.
    El e took a breath and let it out. She was going to cal into work and let Dane know she was alive. It was the right thing to do. She didn’t have much information to help anyone break the human trafficking ring, but she had enough to at least confirm suspicion that Stavros was involved and that his brother was alive and probably responsible for kidnapping women. Law enforcement would have to find a way to take them down and it would take time, but at least she would have contributed.
    Jackson looked up from the table when she entered the room. She knew by his lack of expression and his dark smoldering eyes that he’d been in her mind, reading her thoughts. She sank down into a chair and reached for her teacup.
    â€œNo.â€
    He’d made the tea just the way she liked it, with milk. It tasted delicious. El e looked at him over the rim. “I don’t want to argue, Jackson.
    You know I’m going to have to cal Dane and let him know I’m alive. I can’t hide forever. And it isn’t fair to him.â€
    â€œOnce he knows, Gratsos wil know. Gratsos bought the police. Hel , he probably bought his share of police around the world. The minute your report is filed, he’s going to know