Golden Blood (The Time Spirit Trilogy, #1)

by Melissa Pearl

  Harrison grinned. He couldn’t wait to walk up and wrap his arms around her. Her bike wasn’t in the lot yet, so he decided to get himself organized then wait for her at her locker.

  “Hey, man.” He met Darren in the hallway and walked with him to their lockers, keeping his eyes peeled for the brunette beauty while the guy chatted on about the movie he watched last night.

  Harrison dialed the combination and flicked back his locker, shoving books in and out of his bag with speed.

  “Hey, Harrison.” Dana’s hand caught him by surprise as it glided up his arm.

  Harrison stepped away from her with a friendly smile. “Hey.”

  He closed his locker and nodded at Dana’s lengthy story about something. He kept his eyes on the steady flow of human traffic and muted out her voice.

  The girl he was waiting for appeared around the corner with her brother and sister. He watched her bid them goodbye then walk toward him. He kept his gaze on her, ready to beam her his best smile. Intros to his friends would be first then he could take her hand and walk her to class, maybe steal a quick kiss.

  His chest constricted when she walked straight past him with her head down and her gaze locked on the floor. He immediately tried to follow her, but she scuttled away.

  “Harrison? Are you coming?”

  He looked at Darren and after a moment’s hesitation gave his friend a sullen nod.

  *****

  The day didn’t get any better. He ran from his first period class to wait outside Gemma’s room, but she’d already left. Second period, he sat with his leg jiggling under the table, waiting for his next chance, but he missed her on all counts. It was like she was avoiding him on purpose.

  His anger bubbled slowly throughout the day, growing in heat and intensity. Finding the library empty at lunchtime made him want to explode. As he stomped toward the cafeteria, he spotted her. She was just leaving the bathroom. When she turned his way, he jumped behind a row of lockers, knowing he would need an element of surprise to catch the sneaky beauty.

  The hallway was practically empty as he crept up behind her. He kept his steps light and wrapped his arm around her waist. Lifting her off her feet, her captured her arm before it could hit him and carried her to the janitor’s closet.

  “Don’t even think about kung fu-ing my butt.” He opened the door and didn’t drop her indignant body until they were firmly shut inside.

  She spun to face him, but there was no way she was entitled to the first word.

  “What the hell is going on? What’s the matter with you?” he said.

  “Nothing! What’s the matter with you?”

  He raised his arms and huffed in complete confusion. “I don’t understand you. Are we together or not? Did yesterday mean nothing to you?”

  “What are you talking about?” She placed her hand on his chest, looking pained that he would even think that. “Of course we’re together. I just didn’t see why everyone else had to know that.”

  “Great, so I can have you, but I can’t have you.”

  “I’m sorry.” She ran her hand up to his neck, distracting him with tickling fire. “I’m just not ready for the whole school to start talking about it. People always expand the truth and it’s embarrassing. You wouldn’t understand.”

  Harrison stepped away from her with a scoffing laugh. “I wouldn’t understand? I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve been the new kid at a school. Gossip. I get it. It chases you down every hallway.”

  Gemma frowned and bit the edge of her lip.

  He let out a long sigh and reached for her hand. “I don’t care what other people say. I’m proud to be with you. I don’t want to have to hide.”

  “Hiding will keep us safe. I’m not ready for everyone’s opinions.”

  “Why not?”

  “Because I know they think you should be with someone better.”

  He couldn’t help a small chuckle. “Gemma, that’s not possible. There isn’t anyone better than you.”

  She tipped her head with a frown.

  Stepping forward, he placed a hand on either side of her face. “People can think whatever they like. Nothing is going to make me change my mind about you.”

  Her blushing smile was sensational, but it disappeared within seconds. Grasping his wrists, she squeezed and looked at him with two pleading eyes that he knew he’d have to say yes to.

  His heart sank a little.

  “Please, just give me a little more time,” Gemma whispered. “There are things I need to explain.”

  “Alright, fine, but after school today, you’re all mine.”

  She winced. “I can’t today, I have to get home, but…”

  He dropped his hands and stepped away from her.

  “Hey.” She took his hand and pulled him back. “My parents are away this weekend. Meet me at the mall. We can go for a drive, spend the day together.”

  “The whole day?”

  She smiled. “The whole day.”

  “I’m keeping you to that.” Placing his hand behind her neck, he pulled her into a kiss that had his body igniting with fire and left his senses reeling. They staggered away from each other and the only comfort to watching her sneak out the door without him was the goofy grin on her face.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Ponte Vedra Beach, Florida - 2011 AD

  “And where do you think you’re going?”

  Gemma spun around with a gasp and placed her hand on her chest. “Oh my gosh, Dom, you scared the crap out of me.”

  He stood tall and intimidating on the other side of the kitchen counter. His hair was tousled, his T-shirt a crumpled mess from sleeping.

  “Where are you sneaking off to?” He folded his arms.

  “Just…” She shrugged. “Going for a drive.”

  His eyes narrowed. “And would you be going for this drive if Mom and Dad were home this weekend?”

  She blushed and bit back her grin. “I’d be trying to, but probably failing.”

  He picked at the grapes in the fruit bowl and popped three into his mouth. His expression was a little dry when he sniffed, making Gemma’s nerves do a quick disco number in her stomach.

  “Guess you better make the most of it then.”

  Gemma released a grateful sigh.

  “It’s the Granger kid, right?”

  “Uh-huh.”

  “He seems okay.”

  “He is.” She spun to leave, then turned back. “Can you not tell anyone…”

  “I won’t, but just be warned that Ruby figured it out when you floated in the door on Thursday afternoon. Luckily Mom and Dad were too busy preparing for this weekend to notice you. Be careful. They may not miss it next time.”

  “Thanks for the warning.” Her eyebrows wrinkled together.

  “Just remember, light and…”

  “Casual. Yeah, I got it.”

  Dom took his handful of grapes and left the kitchen with a grin. Gemma watched him throw them in the air and catch them in his mouth as he went.

  She felt like he’d just hosed her down with cold water. The excited giddiness of spending the day with Harrison had fled, only to be replaced with the reminder that she was walking into a scalding hot fire that would burn and destroy.

  She jiggled the keys in her hand, thinking of Harrison and if she should bail. But one image of his smiling eyes and soft lips was enough to get her legs moving out the door.

  There’s no way she was strong enough to walk away from him. She couldn’t help a grin as she strapped on her helmet and started up her bike.

  *****

  The sun was warm on their faces as they leaned against the pier at Flagler Beach. Harrison stood behind her, his chin resting on her left shoulder. He played with her fingers as they watched the water rise and swell below them.

  Harrison’s lips brushed the nape of her neck and Gemma felt her insides jump with giddiness. She wanted to giggle, but she’d already done that an embarrassing amount throughout the day, so suppresse
d the urge.

  Avoiding the whole “let’s keep this a secret” topic had been easier than Gemma thought. She expected to have to get it out of the way in the morning, but when Harrison had greeted her with a long-stemmed rose and whispered “Happy Valentine’s Day” in her ear, she hadn’t wanted to ruin the tone. So they got chatting about other things and the trip down the coast had been filled with laughter and meaningless conversation.

  Being totally unknown at Flagler Beach gave Gemma the freedom to hold Harrison’s hand and pretend like they were a normal teenage couple. They had walked along the beach, eaten at a small diner, popped in and out of shops laughing at merchandise and trying things on. Not once had the conversation turned serious, but Gemma knew they were running out of time.

  She opened her mouth to talk, but clamped her lips closed again. This moment was too perfect to ruin with a discussion that would most likely end in a disagreement.

  “So I was thinking last night,” Harrison whispered in her ear. “I never asked you…are there more time spirits?”

  She looked around to make sure no one was eavesdropping, but the only people nearby were two old men fishing and three raucous boys dropping rocks off the pier. She turned and spoke softly. “According to my parents there are, but I’ve never met any of them. At least, I don’t think I have. We do meet up with old friends of my parents when we travel each year, but they never talk about ‘travel’ when we’re around, so I’m never sure.”

  “When do I get to meet them?”

  “Who?”

  “Your parents.”

  Her stomach constricted into a tight knot. “Never.”

  “Why not? I want you to meet mine.”

  This was just proof that he didn’t get it. She held in her sigh and kept her voice neutral. “I told you I’m not allowed to date.”

  “I know, but you can’t stay single for the rest of your life. I just figured eventually it would come out.”

  “It can’t. Ever!” Her desperate fear was starting to show. “Harrison, I can’t stress this enough. They will never, ever, ever be okay with you.”

  “Why?”

  “Well, aside from the fact I’ve broken an ancient oath…” She winced. “I’m not allowed to be with normal people. I have to…end up with my own kind.”

  “But you’ve never met any of your own kind.”

  “I may have. I’m guessing,” she swallowed convulsively, “it’ll be arranged.”

  “What?!”

  “I know. It makes my stomach curdle.”

  “It’s totally archaic!”

  Gemma nodded and gave him a glum smile.

  Turning her in his arms, Harrison forced her gaze to his. “I’m not going to let that happen to you. The only guy you’re ending up with is me.”

  Her expression turned to marshmallow. “Well, that suits me fine, but my parents will probably disagree with you. Can we just leave it for now?” She placed her hand on his chest. “I don’t want to mess this up. Let’s just enjoy the rest of the year and we can face this problem later. Please.”

  “We can’t hide forever, Gemma.”

  “I know, but we can keep things under wraps for now. The fewer people who know about this, the safer we are. I wish I could explain this better.” She felt tears forming and hated herself for it. She turned around and leaned her elbows on the railing.

  “Hey, it’s okay.” He rubbed her arms. “We’ll take necessary precautions. I’ll never call you at home. I’ll only ever smile at you at school. I promise.”

  “Thank you,” she whispered.

  He wrapped his arms around her and placed his chin back on her shoulder. “Look, I know this probably seems like a stupid question right now, but how about my family? Do you want to meet them?”

  “Um.” She giggled. “I’ve never really met anyone’s family before. I probably won’t be very good at it, so…no.”

  Harrison laughed. “I think you’ll be great. How does next weekend sound?”

  “Um…” She felt herself falter. He actually sounded serious. “I think I’m busy next weekend.”

  “How about the weekend after that?”

  She frowned at the tension she could feel creeping into his body. “Busy next weekend too.”

  “The weekend after that?” His voice was getting terse.

  “Okay, Harrison.” She looked over her shoulder at him. “When it comes to meeting your family, I’m probably going be busy every weekend for the rest of my life.”

  “Oh come on, you chicken.”

  “What? Haven’t we just agreed to keep this quiet! Why would I go and meet your family?”

  “Because you’re important to me and I want you to meet the other most important person in my life.”

  “Your mom.” Gemma kept her eyes on the ocean, feeling her emotions roil in the same sickening pattern.

  “Besides, it’ll be a safe place for us to hang out. No one else would need to know we were there.”

  “But, we’ve only just started… I mean, I don’t… What if they figured out I was weird and then they wouldn’t want you to be with me and then—”

  “Gemma.” He silenced her with a quick squeeze to her fidgeting fingers. “My parents are different than yours. They’re really happy I’ve met you.”

  She jabbed her elbow back and was satisfied to hear his “oof!”

  “You told your mom?”

  “That was before I knew we had to keep it quiet! She guessed anyway when she saw me float in the door on Thursday.”

  Gemma couldn’t help a grin.

  His arms encircled her again and she didn’t fight it. She loved the feel of his breath on her skin when he whispered, “I’ll protect you. You’re safe with me, always remember that.”

  Her hands stilled, as did her breathing.

  “To my family you are just going to be Harrison’s girlfriend. I promise, there’s nothing to worry about, and Rosie won’t say anything at school if you ask her not to. She may be a pain in the butt sometimes, but she knows how to keep a secret.”

  Her eyes scanned the horizon. Harrison waited out her contemplation in agitated silence. Scratching the side of his nose, he cleared his throat and looked away, trying to appear casual. It was adorable.

  She knew if she said no right now he’d accept it. He’d be angry for a while, but then he’d get over it and they’d have a great evening together. He’d kiss her goodnight. He’d look at her with those dreamy eyes and…

  “Okay.” She bit down hard on her lip.

  What did I just say?!

  “Okay?” His grin stretched wide.

  Too late to back out now. Look at his face!

  She pasted on a smile and nodded again.

  “You’re gonna be great, Gem.”

  “Yeah, whatever.”

  He turned her in his arms and gazed down at her. His eyes flickering with a mix of emotions. “This means a lot to me. Thank you for trusting me.”

  She forced a smile and shrugged. “I guess you’re putting up with a lot from me.”

  He laughed. “Yeah, well, that’s gonna cost ya.”

  Her brow wrinkled with concern. His eyes filled with mischief as he held her tight and raspberried her neck. She yelped and let out a giggle.

  “Stop.” She lightly slapped his back.

  “Not a chance.” His lips nibbled her neck. “If I don’t get to maul you at school, I’m just going to have to save it all up for the weekend.”

  He ran his lips up her neck, eliciting a second round of giggles.

  Chapter Fourteen

  St. Augustine, Florida - 2011 AD

  Gemma slowed the Ducati as she turned into Harrison’s street. It was a typical suburb and she liked the simplicity of it. The neatly trimmed edges, the mown lawns, the bikes left in disarray on front yards, the basketball standing post beneath the hoop, the bark of a dog, the chant of little girls as they played jump rope in the driveway.

  Her nerves grew as she approached number 176. Harrison ha
d been prepping her all week. Helen was his mother, Bryan his stepfather. Rosie and Justin belonged to Bryan, and Sam was born three years after Helen and Bryan got together. She went over the names again as she pulled the bike to a stop. She switched off the engine and slowly undid her helmet. With shaking fingers, she ruffled out her helmet hair and sat chewing the inside of her cheek.

  Just breathe, Gem. Just breathe… Oh yeah, and smile!

  Her lips turned up at the corners just as Harrison was opening the front door.

  “Hey.” His voice was all gooey, which kept her grin in place.

  “Hi.” She cleared her throat and tried not to pull away when he leaned in to kiss her lightly on the lips. She could feel her cheeks blooming with color and shot Harrison a pleading look. He just laughed, grabbed her hand and pulled her from the bike.

  “Come meet everyone.”

  She didn’t have to go far; three pairs of drooling eyes were standing in the doorway, staring at her bike. Harrison made the introductions while they swooned and she felt her fears ebb. She liked the boys immediately.

  Rosie was sweet and wrapped her in a friendly hug before she got through the door. “I haven’t said a word, I promise.”

  Having been taken off guard by the embrace, Gemma felt her muscles relax just a little at Rosie’s whispered words.

  Finally released, Gemma stepped back and was facing the last member of the household.

  Harrison’s mother was beautiful. Her blonde hair waved around her face, nestling just below her ears. Her sapphire eyes were piercing and her smile was serene as she listened to Harrison’s introduction.

  She held out her hand. “It’s nice to meet you, Gemma.”

  Gemma felt something twitch inside her as she reciprocated the words. There was something magnetic about this woman. She felt the same pull she had with Harrison and wondered at its meaning.