Chapter 15
Before I could reply in kind, I was pulled back into my own life with a jolt. My thumb throbbed with a sudden burst of pain and a droplet of blood welled up from a tiny wound on the tip.
Blinking away the remnants of the circus scenery, it took me a moment to notice that Robert had slid into the booth across from me while I’d been lost in another world. Now the one-body was pulling his own hands back to the other side of the table, his furrowed brow and concerned eyes clearly meant to suggest that he’d merely been trying to shake me out of my trance by reaching toward me. To that end, the one-body backed up the illusion with a muttered explanation: “Darn cufflinks.”
But no part of my companion’s apparel appeared sharp enough to have pierced my skin. And my wolf noted a smug c
