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believe in things like me.”
The sadness in his voice stabbed at her heart. “Is there any way for a human to see the Creative Realm?”
He met her eyes, and a strange twinkle came to life in his.
“I mean, I traveled to your world when I was a child,” she said. “Did we actually go to the Creative Realm?”
He shook his head. “It is impossible for a human to travel there. You are made of flesh and blood. The Creative Realm is made up of thought, energy, and magic. The places you traveled as a child were only in your mind, little one.”
“Oh,” she said, somewhat disappointed. “So there is no way for me to see your world.”
“There is a way.”
She looked up at him. “There is?”
He nodded. “You can see it through me.”
She frowned.
“A human and the creature they bring into existence share a connection. I have the ability to show you my memories of the Creative Realm through that connection.”
Her eyes widened and she scooted closer to him. “Show me.” She was exhilarated to think that she could actually observe something that, in all rights, should only be found on the pages of a science fiction novel.
A faint bit of color touched his cheeks, and he averted his eyes. “Kelly, in order for me to show you, I would have to…” He cleared his throat. “I would have to kiss you.”
She felt herself pale, and her heart skipped a beat. “Oh.”
He looked up at her bashfully and shrugged.
She frowned. “So, does that work with all the mythical creatures there? Like, even if I was a guy and I’d created you, you’d still have to kiss me to show me?”
He nodded and held his arms to the sides helplessly.
“Well that’s a dumb rule. Who thought that one up?”
He chuckled. “The laws of the universe, I suppose.”
She snorted. “Well, that just figures.” She sighed and glanced at Garren, who looked extremely awkward. She smiled a little. “No offense, Garren. It’s not that I find kissing you a repulsive thought. It’s just that…” An image of David flashed through her mind, and she bit her bottom lip. “I kind of just got out of a long relationship that ended badly. I just don’t think I’m ready for another man to kiss me right now. Especially one who isn’t actually flesh and blood. That just reeks of problems.”
He gave her a wry smile, but didn’t push it. “What happened with your last relationship? As a matter of fact, what happened that traumatized you? You never answered me earlier.”
She sighed and stared at the horizon where the rising sun was beginning to lighten the sky. “I was in a car accident a while ago and ended up with this wound that got infected. I’d been dating this guy, David, for three years. While I was in the hospital, instead of even caring that I was really sick, he decided to start boinking his secretary.” She glanced down at her lap and played with the hem of her shirt.
“How sick were you?” Garren asked. “How badly were you hurt?”
She looked up at him, for the concern in his voice was obvious. She loved the care she saw reflected in his eyes. It was warm and soothing. “I was pretty sick and pretty injured. Broken leg, broken wrist, two broken ribs and a gash along my side that turned all nasty and started trying to kill me.”
He shook his head. “I should have been here. It is my duty to protect you.”
He sounded full of self-loathing, and she frowned. “Garren, I had you locked in a prison of matter and magic. It’s not like you had a choice.”
He shook his head adamantly and met her eyes. “I should have been here for you, Kelly. You were hurt. You were alone. Your boyfriend left you when you were sick. You needed me. You needed me, and I wasn’t there.”
That tremor went through her again at the conviction in his voice. Had anyone in her life ever wanted to watch out for her that badly? She couldn’t remember anyone. Rachel and Chad had been there for her. They had taken care of her, but Garren
The sadness in his voice stabbed at her heart. “Is there any way for a human to see the Creative Realm?”
He met her eyes, and a strange twinkle came to life in his.
“I mean, I traveled to your world when I was a child,” she said. “Did we actually go to the Creative Realm?”
He shook his head. “It is impossible for a human to travel there. You are made of flesh and blood. The Creative Realm is made up of thought, energy, and magic. The places you traveled as a child were only in your mind, little one.”
“Oh,” she said, somewhat disappointed. “So there is no way for me to see your world.”
“There is a way.”
She looked up at him. “There is?”
He nodded. “You can see it through me.”
She frowned.
“A human and the creature they bring into existence share a connection. I have the ability to show you my memories of the Creative Realm through that connection.”
Her eyes widened and she scooted closer to him. “Show me.” She was exhilarated to think that she could actually observe something that, in all rights, should only be found on the pages of a science fiction novel.
A faint bit of color touched his cheeks, and he averted his eyes. “Kelly, in order for me to show you, I would have to…” He cleared his throat. “I would have to kiss you.”
She felt herself pale, and her heart skipped a beat. “Oh.”
He looked up at her bashfully and shrugged.
She frowned. “So, does that work with all the mythical creatures there? Like, even if I was a guy and I’d created you, you’d still have to kiss me to show me?”
He nodded and held his arms to the sides helplessly.
“Well that’s a dumb rule. Who thought that one up?”
He chuckled. “The laws of the universe, I suppose.”
She snorted. “Well, that just figures.” She sighed and glanced at Garren, who looked extremely awkward. She smiled a little. “No offense, Garren. It’s not that I find kissing you a repulsive thought. It’s just that…” An image of David flashed through her mind, and she bit her bottom lip. “I kind of just got out of a long relationship that ended badly. I just don’t think I’m ready for another man to kiss me right now. Especially one who isn’t actually flesh and blood. That just reeks of problems.”
He gave her a wry smile, but didn’t push it. “What happened with your last relationship? As a matter of fact, what happened that traumatized you? You never answered me earlier.”
She sighed and stared at the horizon where the rising sun was beginning to lighten the sky. “I was in a car accident a while ago and ended up with this wound that got infected. I’d been dating this guy, David, for three years. While I was in the hospital, instead of even caring that I was really sick, he decided to start boinking his secretary.” She glanced down at her lap and played with the hem of her shirt.
“How sick were you?” Garren asked. “How badly were you hurt?”
She looked up at him, for the concern in his voice was obvious. She loved the care she saw reflected in his eyes. It was warm and soothing. “I was pretty sick and pretty injured. Broken leg, broken wrist, two broken ribs and a gash along my side that turned all nasty and started trying to kill me.”
He shook his head. “I should have been here. It is my duty to protect you.”
He sounded full of self-loathing, and she frowned. “Garren, I had you locked in a prison of matter and magic. It’s not like you had a choice.”
He shook his head adamantly and met her eyes. “I should have been here for you, Kelly. You were hurt. You were alone. Your boyfriend left you when you were sick. You needed me. You needed me, and I wasn’t there.”
That tremor went through her again at the conviction in his voice. Had anyone in her life ever wanted to watch out for her that badly? She couldn’t remember anyone. Rachel and Chad had been there for her. They had taken care of her, but Garren
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