g that way.”
Permac’s hands slipped from around her wrists to clasp her hands. She returned the embrace, clawed fingers entwined in clawed fingers. He felt a warmth from her, an odd openness, maybe affection. He leaned down toward her. His lips lightly brushed hers. He saw a flash reflected in her eyes just moments before the booming crash from a lightning strike made them jerk in opposite directions, banging their foreheads together.
“Storm!” she called suddenly.
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