“So, tell me exactly what happened when you shoved Roman,” Embry said.
“Roman was in my face, and he wouldn’t back away. I was beyond frustrated and pushed him. Right before I did, I felt a surge of energy within my body and somehow channeled it through my
hands. He pissed me off again, but I couldn’t find the source of whatever I’d tapped into the second time.”
“I take it you don’t feel it now, then?” she asked, and I shook my head. “Well, let’s try meditating first.”
“And if that doesn’t work?” I asked.
She smirked. “Then, I’ll try pissing you off.”
Something told me she would enjoy that a hell of a lot more than I would.
Embry directed me to the grass where we sat cross-legged next to each other. I’d never even done yoga, so I was already uncomfortable but tried to roll with it.
