Chapter EighteenThe Woodbine Factor
I woke up feeling refreshed, better than I had in the last few days—which was the extent of my memory. Stretching my arms and legs, thoughts of Dante and what we did last night came back (he was no longer with me in my bed).
“Oh. My. God,” I said, then a giggle bubbled up. I lay in bed thinking about it all. I was certain when I had s*x with other men, this didn't happen. No. I reasoned, working this out in my head. That was something special. Dante gave me “powers”.
A ley line, he explained, was an invisible line of earth power that those people with special abilities could travel on, or through (I was still puzzled about it). I had, he'd told me, traveled across town, as well to other worlds using it. Apparently, I was magical to some extent (and ap
