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EIGHT<br />
CHRISTIAN WAS KISSING HER, AND WOW, was it a kiss. He wasn't messing around. It<br />
was the kind of kiss that small children shouldn't be allowed to see. Hell, it was the kind of kiss<br />
no one should be allowed to see—let alone experience through a psychic link.<br />
As I've noted before, strong emotion from Lissa could make this phenomenon happen—the one<br />
where I got pulled inside her head. But always, always, it was because of some negative<br />
emotion. She'd get upset or angry or depressed, and that would reach out to me. But this time?<br />
She wasn't upset.<br />
She was happy. Very, very happy.<br />
Oh man. I needed to get out of here.<br />
They were up in the attic of the school's chapel or, as I liked to call it, their love nest. The place<br />
had been a regular hangout for them, back when each of them was feeling antisocial and wanted<br />
to escape. Eventually, they'd decided to be antisocial together, and one thing had led to another.<br />
Since they started publicly dating, I hadn't known they spent much time here anymore. Maybe<br />
they were back for old time's sake.<br />
And indeed, a celebration did seem to be going on. Little scented candles were set up around<br />
the dusty old place, candles that filled the air with the scent of lilacs. I would have been a little<br />
nervous about setting all those candles in a confined space filled with flammable boxes and<br />
books, but Christian probably figured he could control any accidental infernos.<br />
They finally broke that insanely long kiss and pulled back to look at each other. They lay on<br />
their sides on the floor. Several blankets had been spread under them.<br />
Christian's face was open and tender as he regarded Lissa, his pale blue eyes aglow with some<br />
inner emotion. It was different from the way Mason regarded me. There was certainly adoration<br />
with him, but Mason's was a lot like when you walk into a church and fall to your knees in awe
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